 | (b. April 7, 1889, Vicu–a , Chile / d. Jan. 10, 1957, Hempstead N.Y., US) (pen-name of Lucila Godoy Alcayaga) Chilean poet, educator and diplomat, the first Latin American to receive the Nobel Prize in literature (1945). After an early love affair tragically ended by the suicide of her lover, Mistral lived a life of self-described desolation, yearning for, but never experiencing motherhood. She turned her personal tragedy into beautiful poetry which offers intellectual and spiritual love, compassion, and courageous nurturance to others, especially children or others in need of protection. Her reputation as a poet was established in 1914 when she won a Chilean prize for Sonetos de la muerte ("Sonnets of Death"). They were signed with the pen name Gabriela Mistral, which she coined from those of two of her favorite poets, Gabriele D'Annunzio and Frédéric Mistral.
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Little Feet
Little feet of children
blue with cold,
how can they see you and not cover you--
dear God!
Little wounded feet
cut by every stone,
hurt by snow
and mire.
Man, blind, does not know
that where you pass,
you leave a flower
of living light.
And where you set
your little bleeding foot,
the spikenard blooms
more fragrant.
Walking straight paths,
be heroic, little feet,
as you are
perfect.
Little feet of children,
two tiny suffering jewels,
how can people pass
and not see you!
I Am Not Alone
The night, it is deserted
from the mountains to the sea.
But I, the one who rocks you,
I am not alone!
The sky, it is deserted
for the moon falls to the sea.
But I, the one who holds you,
I am not alone !
The world, it is deserted.
All flesh is sad you see.
But I, the one who hugs you,
I am not alone!
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