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When Jose Rizal was fifteen years old and a student of Ateneo, he
composed a poem entitled Recuerdo a MiPueblo (In Memory of My
Town) which vividly described his childhood years in Calamba. Jose
Rizal wrote Un Recuerdo A Mi Pueblo (A TributeTo My Town) when he
was 15 years old in 1876.
Analysis
A Tribute to My Town
(English translation by Nick Joaquin)
2nd Stanza
when I behold the white lily
swell to the winds impulsion, and
that tempestuous element meekly
asleep on the sand; when I inhale
the dear intoxicating essence the
flowers exude when dawn is
smiling on the land;
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A Tribute to My Town
(English translation by Nick Joaquin) The fifth stanza is all about Rizals
5th stanza amusement and appreciation of
The Creator I saw in the grandeur Gods creations. He expressed so
of your age-old forests; upon your by using words that describe the
bosom, sorrows were ever aged forest and blue sky.
unknown to me; while at your
azure skies I gazed, neither love
nor tenderness failed me, for in
nature lay my felicity
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This poem speaks to (2) in the first stanza: the breathing in of sweet
aromas on what is declared to be a "festive day."
The second stanza moves to the sweet, musical sound of birds singing
in the woods and vales on such a day.
The third stanza, of course, begins to merge the two images in a subtle
way: the birds "start" to sing (or are startled into singing) by the sound
of the wind blowing. The wind would supply them breath for singing,
but it also seems to "inspire" their singing, as in (1) above; that is, it
stimulates them to a high level of activity.
In the fourth stanza, the spring of water tunes its murmur likewise to
the sound of the breezes (zephyrs) as it flows along among the flowers.
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Hence, in this first half of the poem we have music of birds and brook
"inspired" by the wind; that is, the very air we breathe. And also we
breathe the fragrance of the flowers (among which the brook flows),
for it is borne on the wind.
The imagery of these first four stanzas is, thus, neatly tied together,
giving us a sense of the festivity of a beautiful spring day in nature. The
poem could be complete at this point; it would be a sweet little nature
poem, a song.
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But the poem moves in a different direction now. Why does this day
seem so much brighter, more beautiful than others? Why is morning
brighter today?
The next two stanzas answer this question. The poem, it turns out, is
addressed to the speaker's mother, and it is her day of "blooming"
(birthday, probably). The perfume of the flowers, the songs of the
birds, and the sound of the bubbling brook all celebrate her day, they
"feast" in her honor. They wish her all the best: "Live happily ever
after."
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Now the poem becomes more fragile, more understated. For one's
"dear mother" is also one's inspiration--there at one's first breath in
life, there to move one toward creative acts or ideas. But to say that in
so many words would be trite and sentimental.
So in the last stanza the speaker acts out the feeling. Joining the music
of the brook (and of the birds and the winds), the speaker will play
upon a lute.
The mother is asked to turn from Nature to Human art, from the birds
and the brook to the sound of the lute expressing emotion wordlessly.
And what is the "inspiration" that moves the flutist to play? Why, "the
impulse of my love." The speaker's love for the mother. The mother's
love reflected in her child.
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