Selected Writings of César Vallejo. César Vallejo
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of a Copy of The Black Heralds to Friends in Trujillo, July 1919 43
I. “Who’s making all that racket” 47
IV. “Two carts grind our eardrums down” 48
VI. “The suit that tomorrow I wore” 48
IX. “I sdrive to dddeflect at a blow the blow” 49
X. “Primary and final stone of groundless” 50
XIII. “I think about your sex” 50
XVII. “This 2 distills in a single batch” 51
XVIII. “Oh the four walls of the cell” 52
XX. “Flush with the beaten froth bulwarked” 52
XXIII. “Estuous oven of those my sweet rolls” 53
XXV. “Chess bishops upthrust to stick” 54
XXVIII. “I’ve had lunch alone now” 55
XXXI. “Hope between cotton bawls” 56
XXXVI. “We struggle to thread ourselves through a needle’s eye” 57
XXXVIII. “This crystal waits to be sipped” 58
XLII. “Wait, all of you. Now I’m going to tell you” 59
XLIV. “This piano journeys within” 59
XLV. “I lose contact with the sea” 60
XLIX. “Murmured in restlessness, I cross” 61
LII. “And we’ll get up when we feel” 62
LVI. “Every day I wake blindly” 64
LVII. “The highest points craterized” 65
LVIII. “In the cell, in what’s solid” 65
LXI. “Tonight I get down from my horse” 67
LXIII. “Dawn cracks raining” 68
LXV. “Mother, tomorrow I am going to Santiago” 68
LXVIII. “We’re at the fourteenth of July” 69
LXX. “Everyone smiles at the nonchalance” 70
LXXI. “Coils the sun does in your cool hand” 71
LXXIII. “Another ay has triumphed” 71
LXXVII. “It hails so hard, as if to remind me” 73
From Savage Lore
Chapter 1 102
Chapter 2 104
Chapter 3 106
Chapter 4 108
Letters
To La Reforma, August 12, 1920 113
To Óscar Imaña, October