{"id":12912,"date":"2011-05-06T17:43:41","date_gmt":"2011-05-07T00:43:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/2011\/05\/06\/"},"modified":"2024-03-22T17:59:03","modified_gmt":"2024-03-23T00:59:03","slug":"langston-hughes-mother-to-son","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/?p=12912","title":{"rendered":"Langston Hughes &#8211; Mother to Son"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">De todos los poemas que le\u00ed en high school, este es el que se me qued\u00f3 grabado en la mente. Bueno, la frase que jam\u00e1s se me ha olvidado es: &#8220;Life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair&#8221;. Creo que este fue el comienzo de mi entrada al mundo de la poes\u00eda si se puede decir. Es que fue uno de los primeros poemas que le pude encontrar un significado; uno de los poemas que pod\u00eda aplicar a mi alrededor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Apropiado para este fin de semana del D\u00eda de las madres&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<blockquote class=\"wp-block-quote is-layout-flow wp-block-quote-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Mother to Son<\/strong> &#8211; <em>by Langston Hughes<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Well, son, I&#8217;ll tell you:<br \/>Life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair.<br \/>It&#8217;s had tacks in it,<br \/>And splinters,<br \/>And boards torn up,<br \/>And places with no carpet on the floor\u2014<br \/>Bare.<br \/>But all the time<br \/>I&#8217;se been a-climbin&#8217; on,<br \/>And reachin&#8217; landin&#8217;s,<br \/>And turnin&#8217; corners,<br \/>And sometimes goin&#8217; in the dark<br \/>Where there ain&#8217;t been no light.<br \/>So, boy, don&#8217;t you turn back.<br \/>Don&#8217;t you set down on the steps.<br \/>&#8216;Cause you finds it&#8217;s kinder hard.<br \/>Don&#8217;t you fall now\u2014<br \/>For I&#8217;se still goin&#8217;, honey,<br \/>I&#8217;se still climbin&#8217;,<br \/>And life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>De todos los poemas que le\u00ed en high school, este es el que se me qued\u00f3 grabado en la mente. Bueno, la frase que jam\u00e1s se me ha olvidado es: &#8220;Life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair&#8221;. Creo que este fue el comienzo de mi entrada al mundo de la poes\u00eda si se puede decir. Es que fue uno de los primeros poemas que le pude encontrar un significado; uno de los poemas que pod\u00eda aplicar a mi alrededor. Apropiado para este fin de semana del D\u00eda de las madres&#8230; Mother to Son &#8211; by Langston Hughes Well, son, I&#8217;ll tell you:Life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair.It&#8217;s had tacks in it,And splinters,And boards torn up,And places with no carpet on the floor\u2014Bare.But all the timeI&#8217;se been a-climbin&#8217; on,And reachin&#8217; landin&#8217;s,And turnin&#8217; corners,And sometimes goin&#8217; in the darkWhere there ain&#8217;t been no light.So, boy, don&#8217;t you turn back.Don&#8217;t you set down on the steps.&#8216;Cause you finds it&#8217;s kinder hard.Don&#8217;t you fall now\u2014For I&#8217;se still goin&#8217;, honey,I&#8217;se still climbin&#8217;,And life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":66086,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21],"tags":[42,2009,246,2008,285],"class_list":["post-12912","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-miscellaneous","tag-dia-de-las-madres","tag-high-school","tag-langston-hughes","tag-mother-to-son","tag-poesia"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12912"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":52849,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912\/revisions\/52849"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/66086"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12912"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12912"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lamaravilla.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12912"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}