Gabriela Mistral, La Pajita

There was this girl of wax;

but she wasn't made of wax,

she was a sheaf of wheat standing in the threshing floor.

But she was not a sheaf of wheat

but a stiff sunflower full of wonder

"I have great love of the wind. I take it for one of the most spiritual of the elements--more spiritual than water. I wanted, then, to adopt a name of wind, but not 'hurricane' or 'breeze'; one day, teaching geography in my school, I was impressed by the description of the wind made by Reclus in his famous work, and I found in it that name: Mistral. I immediately adopted it as my pseudonym, and this is the true explanation of why I use the last name of the singer of Provence."