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EPITAPH FOR JOAQU\u00cdN PASOS<\/strong><\/p>\n He used to walk here, along these streets, ERNESTO CARDENAL, Nicaragua (1925 \u2013 2020) EPITAFIO PARA JOAQU\u00cdN PASOS<\/p>\n <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" EPITAPH FOR JOAQU\u00cdN PASOS He used to walk here, along these streets, without job or position and without a peso. Only poets, prostitutes, and bums knew his verses. He was never abroad. He was in prison. Now he’s dead. He hasn\u2019t any monument . . . But remember him when you have concrete bridges, big […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4286,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[14],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4285"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4285"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4285\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4289,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4285\/revisions\/4289"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4286"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4285"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4285"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4285"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nwithout job or position and without a peso.
\nOnly poets, prostitutes, and bums
\nknew his verses.
\nHe was never abroad.
\nHe was in prison.
\nNow he’s dead.
\nHe hasn\u2019t any monument . . .
\nBut
\nremember him when you have concrete bridges,
\nbig turbines, tractors, silver-plated barns,
\ngood governments.
\nBecause in his poems he purified the language of his people,
\nin which one day trade agreements will be written,
\nthe Constitution, the love letters,
\nand the decrees.<\/p>\n
\nTranslation Germain Droogenbroodt \u2013 Stanley Barkan<\/p>\n