ABSTRACT
For years, José Marti´s significance as a writer has been overshadowed by his fame as Cuba´s founding father. From age 17 when he left the island, until his untimely death at 42 when he returned there to lead the War of Independence, Martí was an exile. In New York City, where he lived most of his adult life, he held many odd jobs. Despite his constant labors, his writings encompass more than 15 volumes. This essay focuses on aspects of his thinking that reflect the sorrow, loneliness, and sense of otherness that marked his life in America, where he was just another face in the crowd.
