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48. Pariah. I am a Pariah, an outcast,/ But I live happily;/ For me, stew is breast of chicken,/ And a few bones, a joint of meat.
48. Pariah. I am a Pariah, an outcast,/ But I live happily;/ For me, stew is breast of chicken,/ And a few bones, a joint of meat.

48. Pariah. I am a Pariah, an outcast,/ But I live happily;/ For me, stew is breast of chicken,/ And a few bones, a joint of meat.

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  • 100 Original Woodcuts by Posada
Artist (Mexican, 1852 - 1913)
Date1947
ClassificationsPrint
MediumColor woodcut
Dimensions3 1/8 x 2 3/4 in.
Credit LineGift of Jack Lord
Object number1973.70
8. Calavera of the Barber’s Razor. With dull tin-plated razor,/ Raspy as a hog’s back,/ All his customers Don Nachinto shaved and scraped./ But a Saturday came/ When swift Death/ Undesignedly changed it for me/ To a barbecue of bones.
8. Calavera of the Barber’s Razor. With dull tin-plated razor,/ Raspy as a hog’s back,/ All his customers Don Nachinto shaved and scraped./ But a Saturday came/ When swift Death/ Undesignedly changed it for me/ To a barbecue of bones.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
68. Some Free Advice. If you continually make love/ To an old, wrinkled woman,/ Sooner or later you will turn/ Into a bag of bones.
68. Some Free Advice. If you continually make love/ To an old, wrinkled woman,/ Sooner or later you will turn/ Into a bag of bones.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
23. Riddle. I am a fish; I, a helmet;/ I free you from a squall./ To the first, I lose my head;/ With the third, I insure myself;/ And the second fills me with loathing.
23. Riddle. I am a fish; I, a helmet;/ I free you from a squall./ To the first, I lose my head;/ With the third, I insure myself;/ And the second fills me with loathing.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
Yo por el pueblo trabajo,/ Viva la igualdad, ¡que viva!/ La igualdad…con los de arriba,/ Pero no con los de abajos. (69. Public Servant. I work for the people!/ Long live equality! Viva!/ Equality— with those who are above me,/ Never with those below.)
Yo por el pueblo trabajo,/ Viva la igualdad, ¡que viva!/ La igualdad…con los de arriba,/ Pero no con los de abajos. (69. Public Servant. I work for the people!/ Long live equality! Viva!/ Equality— with those who are above me,/ Never with those below.)
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
21. Poetaster. Publishing my little verses;/ To raise a monument to me after death./ How affable!/ Rather, since I am alive,/ Pay your pennies now—/ That I may pay for beans.
21. Poetaster. Publishing my little verses;/ To raise a monument to me after death./ How affable!/ Rather, since I am alive,/ Pay your pennies now—/ That I may pay for beans.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
27. The Dandy. I have a sculpturesque body,/ And I am dexterous in love./ For I am handsome— yes, sir!/ Both from behind and from in front.
27. The Dandy. I have a sculpturesque body,/ And I am dexterous in love./ For I am handsome— yes, sir!/ Both from behind and from in front.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
51. On Losing a Job. I was a quack, a shyster,/ A bureaucrat, and a poet./ Now I am not worth a cent;/ I am one of those sad unemployed.
51. On Losing a Job. I was a quack, a shyster,/ A bureaucrat, and a poet./ Now I am not worth a cent;/ I am one of those sad unemployed.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
22. Politician. And, so, with abject hand/, I arrived, a great post to occupy;/ Was not I a good Mexican?/ I am laughing and ...that is all!!
22. Politician. And, so, with abject hand/, I arrived, a great post to occupy;/ Was not I a good Mexican?/ I am laughing and ...that is all!!
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
90. Candidate. I am a candidate for a seat, / I hope to be President,/ Look! I’ll go through on my goatee/ And my cascading mustaches.
90. Candidate. I am a candidate for a seat, / I hope to be President,/ Look! I’ll go through on my goatee/ And my cascading mustaches.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
Image Not Available for 10. The Successful Writer. “How weighty am I!”/ Says the author of these verses./ “When you speak of weight,/ “I consult my cash-box.”
10. The Successful Writer. “How weighty am I!”/ Says the author of these verses./ “When you speak of weight,/ “I consult my cash-box.”
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
59. Old Writer. I am an old writer/ Always in need of money;/ Better had I been a baker,/ Stevedore or shoemaker.
59. Old Writer. I am an old writer/ Always in need of money;/ Better had I been a baker,/ Stevedore or shoemaker.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947
54. Adjuster Tequila. Whatever the caprice or even shock—/ Toward a tranquil life/ I always adjust myself:/ Here I am, Adjuster Tequila.
54. Adjuster Tequila. Whatever the caprice or even shock—/ Toward a tranquil life/ I always adjust myself:/ Here I am, Adjuster Tequila.
José Guadalupe Posada
1947