My Little Girl- Noriega Varela

My girl you are startling yourself
Listening to the savage screams
Of arrogant sea-gulls.
Muse, cast out on the coast,
Look towards the blue mountains
From your exile on the beach.

Forget the sea, remember
The humble cow and good living,
The holidays lying around
And the singing of shepherds
Who make garlands
With yellow broom flowers.

This short poem recalls the time that Noriega Varela himself was ‘exiled to the beach’ after taking his first teaching appointment in Foz in 1901.  In the same period he was involved in pro-agrarian reform writing for Guau Guau the anti-establishment newspaper printed by Vilar Ponte.  It is noteworthy that he keeps anything that is not timeless out of his poetry.


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