{"id":101,"date":"2009-01-28T19:28:59","date_gmt":"2009-01-28T19:28:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=101"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:47:51","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:47:51","slug":"rabindranath-tagore","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=101","title":{"rendered":"Rabindranath Tagore"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Rabindranath Tagore (India, 1861-1941) pretendi\u00f3 crear una poes\u00eda basada en el ritmo, la imagen y la sabidur\u00eda. En su obra po\u00e9tica y de pensamiento, persigue el entendimiento entre la cultura occidental y la oriental. Recibi\u00f3 el Nobel de Literatura en 1913.<\/em><\/p>\n

MI CANCI\u00d3N, SIN EL ORGULLO DE SU TRAJE\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mi canci\u00f3n, sin el orgullo de su traje, se ha quitado sus galas para ti. Porque ellas estorbar\u00edan nuestra uni\u00f3n, y su campanilleo ahogar\u00eda nuestros suspiros.<\/p>\n

Mi vanidad de poeta muere de verg\u00fcenza ante ti, Se\u00f1or, poeta m\u00edo. Aqu\u00ed me tienes sentado a tus pies. D\u00e9jame s\u00f3lo hacer recta mi vida y sencilla, como una flauta de ca\u00f1a, para que t\u00fa la llenes de m\u00fasica.<\/p>\n

Gitanjali (Ofrenda l\u00edrica)<\/em>, 1910. Traducci\u00f3n de Zenobia Camprub\u00ed y Juan Ram\u00f3n Jim\u00e9nez.<\/p>\n

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MY SONG HAS PUT OFF HER ADORNMENTS<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

My song has put off her adornments. <\/span>She has no pride of dress and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.<\/p>\n

My poet\u2019s vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.<\/p>\n

Versi\u00f3n en ingl\u00e9s (1913) del propio Rabindranath Tagore.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Rabindranath Tagore (India, 1861-1941) pretendi\u00f3 crear una poes\u00eda basada en el ritmo, la imagen y la sabidur\u00eda. En su obra po\u00e9tica y de pensamiento, persigue el entendimiento entre la cultura occidental y la oriental. Recibi\u00f3 el Nobel de Literatura en 1913. MI CANCI\u00d3N, SIN EL ORGULLO DE SU TRAJE\u2026 Mi canci\u00f3n, sin el orgullo de… <\/p>\n

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