- published: 03 Oct 2009
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November (i/noʊˈvɪmbər/ noh-VIM-bər) is the 11th month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian Calendars and one of four months with the length of 30 days. November was the ninth month of the ancient Roman calendar. November retained its name (from the Latin novem meaning "nine") when January and February were added to the Roman calendar.
November is a month of spring in the Southern Hemisphere and autumn in the Northern Hemisphere. Therefore November in the Southern Hemisphere is the seasonal equivalent of May in the Northern Hemisphere and vice versa.
November starts on the same day of the week as February in common years, and March every year. November ends on the same day of the week as August every year.
In the pagan wheel of the year, November begins at or near Samhain in the Northern Hemisphere and Beltaine in the Southern Hemisphere.
First Tuesday
Tuesday After the First Monday
Third Wednesday
Third Thursday
Fourth Thursday in the US
The day after Thanksgiving in the US
Monday immediately following Thanksgiving Day in the US
Actors: Mauricio Garcés (actor), Federico González (actor), Carlos León (actor), Luis Manuel Pelayo (actor), Marcelo Villamil (actor), René Cardona Jr. (writer), Sergio Guerrero (composer), René Cardona Jr. (director), Alfredo Rosas Priego (editor), Humberto Gurza (miscellaneous crew), Miguel Gurza (miscellaneous crew), Mario A. Zacarías (writer), Mario A. Zacarías (producer), Irlanda Mora (actress), Christa Linder (actress),
Genres: Comedy, Romance,En el mapa de su piel
Noviembre despertó
Y trajo un río que se desbordó
Sobre el espacio azul
Y lo inundó
En el centro de su miel
Su ardor se estremeció
Y su pezón de flor, sutil gimió
Con tal profundo amor,
Que fecundó.
No volvió, su risa no volvió
Su modo de mirar, la brisa de su voz.
No volvió el paso de su andar,
No volvió su suspirar, su sueño no volvió.
Noviembre enmudeció...
No volvió su prisa, no volvió,
Su modo de esperar, su estilo de ser dios.
No volvió el beso de su hablar
No volvió su respirar, su asombro, no volvió.
En los surcos de su piel
Noviembre se durmió
Y fue una sombra que se derramó;