I do not love my country
I do not love my country
Its abstract lustre is beyond my grasp
but i shall give my life
for two or three rivers in it
for some barren mountains
and a few wrinkled faces "
(I don't know where i read it and who wrote it and it's not the proper poem , it's just my own concoction of whatever i remembered. Please let me know if you know this poem or the poet.)
Happy Independence Day
Its abstract lustre is beyond my grasp
but i shall give my life
for two or three rivers in it
for some barren mountains
and a few wrinkled faces "
(I don't know where i read it and who wrote it and it's not the proper poem , it's just my own concoction of whatever i remembered. Please let me know if you know this poem or the poet.)
Happy Independence Day



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by Jose Emilio Pacheco
(Mexican poet)
I do not love my country. Its abstract splendor
is beyond my grasp.
But (although it sounds bad) I would give my life
for ten places in it, for certain people,
seaports, pinewoods, fortresses,
a run-down city, gray, grotesque,
various figures from its history,
mountains
(and three or four rivers).
This is the original version. Thanks to Labs who dug it out for me. I love the title!