History of Latin American Dermatology

CÉSAR IVÁN VARELA HERNÁNDEZDown my cheek and madeMy longing evident...(Carlos Aníbal Niño Calero, en “To Tania”).. . . And I also tell themWith tearful eyes,And a heavy heart,That nothing is happening hereThat they should carry onSeeking little birdsSinging among the branches...(Jaime Betancourt Osorio, in “Illusions”).. . . Violins of the twilights in your enrapturing speechBright twinkling stars of blue like the sea’sThe mother-of-pearl of your skin sculpted in the cloudsInspire, unmatched, my being, my light, my love.The trill in your lips preludes the laurelTaking our trip to the swaying of lilac cámbulosMy romance is paternal, an offering to the great creator.(César Iván Varela H., in “Camila”).. . . When your worries overwhelm youThink of the good things,Of the beautiful momentsAnd of the people you love.Search in the bottom of your heartAnd you will find the road to the stars.Dream, have hope and patience,They are the three moons that will lightenThe night of impossible things...(Martha Cecilia Valbuena Mesa, in “When”)“Each people has, as is obvious, had a different type of skin as its ideal of beauty; asnowy color, ivory-like, moonlike silver, among Europeans; golden, corn, for AmericanIndians; black akin to “diamond-like night,” or ebony, for Africans...” (Jaime GilJaramillo, in “Skin,” non-fiction book).“The amazement of looking at you even if I cannot see you. In comparison to you thesmallness of my own matter amazes me. I would like to get to know you, to discoverall your secrets. But I believe that at that instant my charmed dream would shatterinto a thousand pieces and would lose all its magic...” (Luis Arturo Gamboa Suárez,in “To the Universe”).Like a resplendent star at the height of the zenith,You arrived with your brilliance, setting my feeling alight,Your great eyes like the prairie in spring,Your mouth painted by a brush, your skin like cinnamon,Your grace is a charm, your speech a poem.(César Iván Varela H., in “Natalia”).144