Cien cárceles de amor
Me cabe el cañaveral
en cuatro dedos de ron.
Poco paga el yanqui ya
por este millón de canas
que el negro sembró y corto.
Mas no me trago este trago,
porque es trago de sudor.
Aquí el borracho es marino,
pero si se pone a andar
se ve que es de tierra el mar.
La ola suelta de un trago
aquí siempre es de huracán
Books by Virginia Brindis de Salas in ALAWiT
Pregón de marimorena (poemas)
Virginia Brindis de Salas
Cien cárceles de amor
Virginia Brindis de Salas
About ALAWiT
ALAWiT is a resource for readers, writers, publishers, students and teachers interested in Afro-American and Latin American culture in general, and Afro-Latin American culture in particular. It gathers book covers, excerpts, bibliographic clues and digital downloads of works by black Latin American authors in original language and in translation.
The collection is developed to promote Afro-Latin American Writers in Translation: a series of critial editions of celebrated works in translation coordinated by professor Mark A. Sanders and aimed to advance research and academic reflection on the Black presence in Latin America and its influence across the Americas.
