To My Brother Miguel In Memoriam
Brother, today I sit on the brick bench of the house,
where you make a bottomless emptiness.
I remember we used to play at this hour, and mama
caressed us: "But, sons..."
Now I go hide
as before, from all evening
lectures, and I trust you not to give me away.
Through the parlor, the vestibule, the corridors.
Later, you hide, and I do not give you away.
I remember we made ourselves cry,
brother, from so much laughing.
Miguel, you went into hiding
one night in August, toward dawn,
but, instead of chuckling, you were sad.
And the twin heart of those dead evenings
grew annoyed at not finding you. And now
a shadow falls on my soul.
Listen, brother, don't be late
coming out. All right? Mama might worry.
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metaphor - And the twin heart of those dead evenings
symbolism - Brother is symbolic of comradeship. He is not referring to Miguel, blood brother but all involved in the struggle including women/sisters.
repetition - idea of escape into hiding is repeated, same as brother.
personification - dead evenings. can evening die like a person!!
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2007-04-26 18:45:13
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To My Brother Miguel in memoriam
César Vallejo
César Abraham Vallejo was born on March 16, 1892, in Santiago de Chuco, an isolated town in north central Perú. Vallejo's grandmothers were Chimu Indians and both of his grandfathers, by a strange coincidence, were Spanish Catholic priests. more.....
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2007-04-29 07:49:26
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