Miguel
Hernández Gilabert (30 October 1910 – 28 March 1942) was a 20th-century Spanish language poet
and playwright associated with the Generation of '27 movement and the Generation
of '36 movement.
Shaped by
both Golden Age writers and, like many Spanish poets of his era, by European
vanguard movements, notably by surrealism, he joined a generation of socially
conscious Spanish authors concerned with workers’ rights. Though Hernández employed novel images and concepts
in his verses, he never abandoned classical, popular rhythms and rhymes.
During the
Civil War, on the ninth of March in 1937, he married Josefina Manresa, whom he
had met in 1933 in Orihuela. His wife inspired him to write most of his
romantic work. Their first son,
Manuel Ramon, was born on 19 December 1937 but died in infancy on 19 October 1938.
Perhaps Hernández's best known poem is "Nanas de cebolla" ("Onion Lullabies"), a reply in verse to a letter from his wife in which she informed him that she was surviving on bread and onions. In the poem, the poet envisions his son breastfeeding on his mother's onion blood (sangre de cebolla), and uses the child's laughter as a counterpoint to the mother's desperation. In this as in other poems, the poet turns his wife's body into a mythic symbol of desperation and hope, of regenerative power desperately needed in a broken Spain.
Perhaps Hernández's best known poem is "Nanas de cebolla" ("Onion Lullabies"), a reply in verse to a letter from his wife in which she informed him that she was surviving on bread and onions. In the poem, the poet envisions his son breastfeeding on his mother's onion blood (sangre de cebolla), and uses the child's laughter as a counterpoint to the mother's desperation. In this as in other poems, the poet turns his wife's body into a mythic symbol of desperation and hope, of regenerative power desperately needed in a broken Spain.
More Information: Miguel Hernández Poetry Foundation
Today, The Holmes have worked Present Continuous and Articles
They’ve
talked about using of this continuous form to express future ideas and have
created a Lullaby based on Anglo-Saxon
model.
Finally,
they’ve predicted a “real” future and have invented a short tale joining big and
small cards.
By the way,
they are still visiting Sicily. Today, they’ve climbed Mount Etna up. As everybody knows, The Grandma is a great fan of volcanoes and they’ve skied in the
Etna’s Ski Station. Everyone is fine. There are no broken bones.
More information: Present Continuous
On the
cradle of hunger
my baby boy laid.
With onion blood
he was breast-fed.
But it was was your blood,
frosted with sugar,
onion and hunger.
my baby boy laid.
With onion blood
he was breast-fed.
But it was was your blood,
frosted with sugar,
onion and hunger.
Miguel Hernández
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