Incoherencias

written by Amado Ruiz de Nervo

Incoherencias

— Amado Ruiz de Nervo

Para José I. Bandera


Yo tuve un ideal, ¿en dónde se halla?
Albergué una virtud, ¿por qué se ha ido?
Fui templado, ¿do está mi recia malla?
¿En qué campo sangriento de batalla
me dejaron asi, triste y vencido?

¡Oh, Progreso, eres luz! ¿Por qué no llena
tu fulgor mi conciencia? Tengo miedo
a la duda terrible que envenena,
y que miras rodar sobre la arena
¡y, cual hosca vestal, bajas el dedo!

¡Oh, siglo decadente, que te jactas
de poseer la verdad!, tú que haces gala
de que con Dios, y con la muerte pactas,
devuélveme mi fe, yo soy un Chactas
que acaricia el cadáver de su Atala…

Amaba y me decías: ,
y murió mi pasión; luchaba fiero
con Jesús por coraza, triza a triza,
el filo penetrante de tu acero.

¡Tengo sed de saber y no me enseñas;
tengo sed de avanzar y no me ayudas;
tengo sed de creer y me despeñas
en el mar de teorías en que sueñas
hallar las soluciones de tus dudas!

Y caigo, bien lo ves, y ya no puedo
batallar sin amor, sin fe serena
que ilumine mi ruta, y tengo miedo…
¡Acógeme, por Dios! Levanta el dedo,
vestal, ¡que no me maten en la arena!

About the poet


Amado Ruiz de Nervo

Amado Nervo is considered one of Mexico's foremost poets of Modernismo, the artistic and literary movement that emerged in Hispanic culture around the turn of the twentieth century. Although the author himself always preferred his prose, critics consider his poetry the superior part of his works. In prose he wrote newspaper articles, novels, essays, short stories, drama reviews, and what can be defined as "poetic prose." His works were characterized by the themes of religion, philosophy, and mysticism, an area often explored by other Modernista authors of the Hispanic world. Nervo shared many of the common characteristics and attitudes held by Modernista writers. French literary movements and writers influenced him, in particular the French Romantic and symbolist poets, who sought...

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