Margarita Engle, The Surrender Tree: Poems Of Cuba's Struggle For Freedom Quotes
If we knew how to find the lost, we would know how to rediscover the parts of our mindsleft behindin battle.
Slavery all day, and then, suddenly, by nightfall- freedom!
The child tells me her grandmothershowed her how to cure sadness by sucking the juice of an orange, while standing on a beach.Toss the peels onto a wave.Watch the sadness float away.
Hatred must be a hard thing to learn.
Can it be true that freedom only exists when it is a treasure, shared by all?
I can't understand why dark northern soldiers and light ones are seperated into different brigades. The dead are all buried together in hasty mass graves, bones touching.