- Alguien me soltó la mano
El día de tu muerteAlguien me soltóLa manoMe dejó caer en los abismosAlguien agredió mi feNadie estaba a mi ladoComo una niña huérfana quiseEncontrar el vértigo del vacíoQuise no tener ni historiaNi principioPorque tú al no estarMe dejabas sin míCaí al precipicio de esa nocheDonde la muerte no otorgó ni consuelo ni refugio. [End Page 76]
Marjorie Agosín grew up in Santiago Chile hearing the stories of her family who escaped the Holocaust as well as the pogroms. Agosín has documented her family's lives in two memoirs A Cross and a Star and Always from Somewhere Else. She is the author of Among the Angels of Memory, a collection of poetry dedicated to her great grandmother. The author of nearly twenty books as well as the recipient of important literary and Human Rights awards, Agosín is a professor of Spanish at Wellelsey College where she teaches courses on the literature of Latin American Jewish women and on human rights.