This particular poem resonates with my main goal for the year…to write a draft of a novel.
THROW YOURSELF LIKE SEED
by Miguel de Unamuno
Shake off this sadness, and recover your spirit;
sluggish you will never see the wheel of fate
that brushes your heel as it turns going by,
the man who wants to live is the man in whom life
Now you are only giving food to that final pain
which is slowly winding you in the nets of death,
but to live is to work, and the only thing
is the work; start then, turn to the work.
Throw yourself like seed as you walk, and into your
don’t turn your face for that would be to turn it
and do not let the past weigh down your motion.
Leave what’s alive in the furrow, what’s dead
for life does not move in the same way as a group
from your work you will be able one day to