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“Rio Grande de Loíza!... Río grande. LLanto grande. El más grande de todos nuestros llantos isleños, si no fuera mas grande el que de mí se sale por los ojos del alma para mi esclavo pueblo. Río Grande de Loíza!...Great river. Great flood of tears. The greatest of all our island's tears save those greater that come from the eyes of my soul for my enslaved people.”

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Julia de Burgos
Julia de Burgos

Julia de Burgos, a Cuban poet, was born on February 17, 1914, and died on July 6, 1953. Her poetry is renowned for its profound social criticism and heartfelt expression of the Cuban people. more

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