Here is a lovely and interesting poem that my friend Mark sent. It was written by his friend, Leon Felipe. Thank you, good friend Jamie, for helping to translate!
Y esa es la exégesis heroica,
la exégesis prometeica, la exégesis revolucionaria. Escuchad:
Hay que salvar al rico, hay que salvarle de la dictadurade su riqueza,
porque debajo de su riqueza hay un hombre que tiene
que entrar en el reino de los cielos,en el reino de los héroes.
Pero también hay que salvar al pobreporque debajo de la tiranía de su pobreza hay otro hombreque ha nacido para héroe también.
Hay que salvar al rico y al pobre ...
Hay que matar al rico y al pobre, para que nazca elHombre.
El Hombre, el Hombre es lo que importa.
Ni el riconi el pobre importan nada...
Ni el proletario
ni el diplomático
ni el industrial
ni el arzobispo
ni el comerciante
ni el soldado
ni el artista
ni el poeta en su sentido ordinario y domésticoimportan nada.
Nuestro oficio no es nuestro Destino.
"No hay otro oficio ni empleo que aquel que enseñaal hombre a ser un Hombre".
El Hombre es lo que importa.
El Hombre ahí, desnudo bajo la noche y frente al misterio,
con su tragedia a cuestas,
con su verdadera tragedia,
con su única tragedia...
la que surge, la que se alza cuando preguntamos,cuando gritamos en el viento.
¿Quién soy yo?
Y el viento no responde... Y no responde nadie.
¿Quién es el Hombre?...
Tal vez sea Cristo...
Por que el Cristo no ha muerto...
Y el Cristo no es el Rey, como quieren los cristerosy los católicos políticos y tramposos...
El Cristo es ‚el Hombre...
La sangre del Hombre...
de cualquier Hombre.
Esto lo afirmo. No lo pregunto.
¿No puedo yo afirmar?...
And that is the heroic exegesis,
The promised exegesis, the revolutionary exegesis. Listen:
You have to save the rich, save them from the dictatorship of their riches
because under their riches there is a man that has to enter into the kingdom of heaven, the kingdom of heroes.
But also you have to save the poor because under the tyranny of their poverty there is another man that was born to be a hero also.
You have to save the rich and the poor…
You have to kill the rich and the poor in order to give birth to Man
Mankind, Mankind is what matters.
Neither the rich nor the poor matter at all.
Nor the proletarian.
Nor the diplomat
Nor the industrialist
Nor the archbishop
Nor the merchant
Nor the soldier
Nor the artist
Nor the poet in his [ordinary and domestic feeling] matters not
Our profession is not our Destiny.
“There is not another profession or job than this that can teach man to be a Mankind”
Mankind is what matters.
Mankind there, naked under the night and facing the mystery.
with its tragic tendencies
with its tragic truth
with its unified tragedy
That which surges, that which buzzes when we ask, when we call into the wind
Who am I?
And the wind doesn’t respond. It doesn’t respond at all.
Who is Mankind?
Sometimes he is Christ…
Because Christ is not dead…
And Christ is not the King, like the Christians, political Catholics, and liars want.
Christ is Mankind…
The blood of Mankind
Of any Mankind
This I believe. I do not question it.
Can I not believe?
Maybe this will start a thread of discussion.(?) :)
2 comments:
Mankind is what matters.
Mankind there, naked under the night and facing the mystery.
with its tragic tendencies
with its tragic truth
with its unified tragedy
That which surges, that which buzzes when we ask, when we call into the wind
Who am I?
And the wind doesn’t respond. It doesn’t respond at all.
Beautiful. Esp. "...that which buzzes when we ask, when we call into the wind / Who am I?" In the search for that which ties us all together (because I think we spend too much time on the differences), this line is a nice look in the right direction. I like how in this poem he manages to give political commentary about the disparities in society while at the same time supporting the unity of mankind. It is a critique that doesn't say "it's not fair for one person to have more than someone else." It says that none of that (on which we put so much emphasis and toward which we put so much effort, time, and money) is as important as the recognition of us all being a part of a whole (a very Christian, "body of Christ" kind of idea now that I think of it) and that it is the whole that is so vital, perhaps the recognition of the whole, really, since our unity exists whether we see it or not.
Okay, Ginger, there's my two cents (really more like a buck fifty)... :)
So I'm still the only one with a response here, eh? Looks like students don't change when they become adults. Does this sound familiar? "Really, when I ask you a question I want a response, not an imitation of a zombie." (Of course, I then follow that by my own imitation of a zombie because, well, I'm good at it.)
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