Who is Gabriela Mistral

Gabriela MistralBornLucila de María del Perpetuo Socorro Godoy Alcayaga
(1889-04-07)7 April 1889
Vicuña, ChileDied10 January 1957(1957-01-10) (aged 67)
Hempstead, New YorkOccupationEducator, Diplomat, Poet.NationalityChilean...
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Gabriela Mistral Poems

  • The Sad Mother
    Sleep, sleep, my beloved,
    without worry, without fear,
    although my soul does not sleep,
    although I do not rest. ...
  • Song Of Death
    Old Woman Census-taker,
    Death the Trickster,
    when you're going along,
    don't you meet my baby. ...
  • Tiny Feet
    A child's tiny feet,
    Blue, blue with cold,
    How can they see and not protect you?
    Oh, my God! ...
  • To See Him Again
    Never, never again?
    Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
    or during dawn's maiden brightness
    or afternoons of sacrifice? ...
  • Death Sonnet I
    From the icy niche where men placed you
    I lower your body to the sunny, poor earth.
    They didn't know I too must sleep in it
    and dream on the same pillow. ...
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Child 6 God 6 Heart 6 Night 5 Song 5 Never 5 Mother 5 Face 4 Sun 4 I Love You 3


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  • Brian_scoles: love beauty. it is the shadow of god on the universe. (gabriela mistral)
  • M34653: what the soul is to the body, so is the artist to his people gabriela mistral
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  • Oslc_eastside: love beauty. it is the shadow of god on the universe. (gabriela mistral)
  • Pergament_f: “she talks with an accent of savage seas. her breathing is the breath of the wilderness, she has loved with a passion that makes her blanch, which she never mentions and which would be like the map of another star if she told us.” gabriela mistral
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Sinners, obey the gospel-word!
Haste to the supper of my Lord!
Be wise to know your gracious day;
All things are ready, come away!

Ready the Father is to own
And kiss his late-returning son;
Ready your loving Saviour stands,
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