Reacción al entrar mañana y ver mi examen de Literatura Norteamericana.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmvJHabCXAc

I have never seen a man whose hatred was so intense.

- Poe’s friend defining the artist’s character.

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“Prayer to the Pacific”, Leslie Marmon Silko

I traveled to the ocean
                       distant
                                from my southwest land of sandrock
                                to the moving blue water
                       Big as the myth of origin.

Pale
pale water in the yellow-white light of
                                sun   floating west
                                                to China
                                where ocean herself was born.
Clouds that blow across the sand are wet.

Squat in the wet sand and speak to the Ocean:
          I return to you turquoise the red coral you sent us,
                              sister spirit of Earth.
      Four round stones in my pocket I carry back the ocean
Thirty thousand years ago to suck and to taste.
                    Indians came riding across the ocean
                    carried by giant sea turtles.
Waves were high that day
               great sea turtles waded   slowly out
                                                   from the gray sundown sea.
Grandfather Turtle rolled in the sand      four times
                             and disappeared
                                       swimming into the sun.
        And so   from that time
                     immemorial,
                                    as the old people say,
        rain clouds drift from the west
                                    gift from the ocean.
        Green leaves in the wind
        Wet earth on my feet
                     swallowing raindrops
                                          clear from China.

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“Lullaby”, Leslie Marmon Silko (1981)

The earth is your mother,
     she holds you.

The sky is your father,
     he protects you.

Sleep,
sleep.

Rainbow is your sister,
     she loves you.

The winds are your brothers,
     they sing to you.

Sleep,
sleep.

We are together always
We are together always
There never was a time
when this
was not so.

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