Thursday, April 22, 2010

Poem

the poem by Pablo Neruda is about the revolution in Chile in the 1960s. Throughout the poem he speaks for different people who can speak for themselves. I believe that these people are the many who died during the revolution and were either killed in captivity or killed in the fighting. I also translated the poem to be a sort of cry for help. Or at least a cry for recognition from the people who had brushed under the rug. As the poem says he is talking for the people in the ground and the people without voices. and without the ability to tell their story. Pablo takes it upon himself to show a whole country its dark past and to shed some light on the skeletons in its history.

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