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    Posted: 24-Feb-2008 at 16:05
Macchu Picchu is not just a city in ruins more, of the thousands that cover the world. For people of South America is a mystical place, sort of the navel of the world and the place of origin.
 
Macchu Picchu has an inspired force to South Americans, because seing that city and its glory we say ourselves we were great once in the past, and that we can do it again.
 
It is hard to explain the feelings that such city inspire upon us, but also to any visitor of any nationality that has visited the place. I haven't been there, but still it is a power source for me in  a personal level.
 
Perhaps if I post here the translation of the poem "Heights of Machu Picchu" of Pablo Neruda, Nobel Prize winner of 1971, it could start to make sense what I say. Machu Picchu is our own Jerusalem.
 
 
 
 
Some fragments of the poem:
 
fragment of verse VII
 
...On the day the clay-colored hand
was utterly changed into clay, and when dwarf
eyelids closed
upon bruised walls and hosts of battlements,
when all of man cringed back into his burrow
there remained a precision unfurled on the high places
of the human dawn,
the tallest crucible that ever held our silence:
a life of stone after so many lives.
 
fragment of Verse VI
 
Then up the ladder of the earth I climbed
Through the barbed jungles thickets
Until I reached you, Macchu Picchu.
Tall city of stepped stone,
Home at long last of whatever earth
Had never hidden in her sleeping clothes.
In you two lineages that had run parallel
Met where the cradle of both man and light
Rocked in a wind of thorns
Mother of stone and sperm of condors.
High reef of the human dawn.
Spade buried in primordial sand.
This was the habitation, this is the site:
Here the fat grains of maize grew high
To fall again like red hail.
The fleece of the vicuna was carded here
To clothe mens loves in gold, their tombs and mothers,
The king, the prayers, the warriors.
 
Heights of Machu Picchu

Arise with me to be born, brother.
Give me your hand from the deep
Region of your spreading pain.
You wont return from the rocks below.
You wont come back from that underground time.
Dont revert to your hardened voice.
Your punctured eyes wont come back.

 
Another fragment.
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from "Heights of Macchu Pichu" by Pablo Neruda

From air into air, like an empty net,
I wandered between the streets and the atmosphere, arriving and saying goodbye
in the coming of autumn with its scattered coins
of leaves, and between spring and the ripe wheat,
What the greatest love, as inside a falling
glove, hands over to us like endless moonlight.

Days of live shining in the storminess
of bodies: sharp steel abraded
to acidic silence:
night unraveled down to the last floor:
assaulted stamens in the country of sex.)

Someone awaiting me among the violins
encountered a world like a buried tower
its spiral stairs corkscrewing into the earth
beneath all those leaves the color of hoarse sulfur:
and deeper still, into geologic gold
like a sword sheathed in meteors,
I plunged my turbulent and tender hand
into the most genital of earthly places.

I pressed my face down through the deepest waves,
I sank like a drop through sulfuric stillness
and, as if blind, I groped my way back to the jasmine
of the exhausted springtime of humanity.
                                                        -Pablo Neruda

I hope you like it.

 
 
 
 


Edited by pinguin - 24-Feb-2008 at 16:05
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  Quote rider Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 24-Feb-2008 at 20:21
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Pinguin -> Nice. I do think that Cuzco was greater but... up to everyone to decide for hisself.
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  Quote Guests Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 24-Feb-2008 at 20:57
Well, Cuzco is a living city, and has been living since pre-Hispanic times. It is hard to create legends in cities that have always been in the lights. A best source of inspiration is a city lost in the jungle and in the shadows of time. And that's Macchu Picchu.
 
A picture of Cuzco (the navel in Quechua), Peru.
 
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  Quote Frederick Roger Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 25-Feb-2008 at 10:31
There is also the amazing musical adaptation of the poem by prog-folk band Los Jaivas, and a superb DVD where they play the entire album live at the ruins. Thumbs%20Up
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  Quote Guests Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 26-Feb-2008 at 00:05
Yes! Thanks to recall me it. I love Los Jaivas musical version of the poem, very much.
 
This is the cover of the album, which show a typical folk dancer with a mask of a demon.
 
 
The group at the 70s
 
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  Quote Tyranos Quote  Post ReplyReply Direct Link To This Post Posted: 26-Feb-2008 at 00:17
Pinquin check this out:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/02/23/opinion/23karp-toledo.html?_r=1&ref=opinion&oref=slogin


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