Estos, Fabio, ¡ay dolor!, que ves ahora campos de soledad, mustio collado, fueron un tiempo Itálica famosa. Aquí de Cipión la vencedora colonia fue; por tierra derribado yace el temido honor de la espantosa muralla, y lastimosa reliquia es solamente de su invencible gente. Sólo quedan memorias funerales donde erraron ya sombras de alto ejemplo … More Estos, Fabio
How much do students know about you? It appears that they know (correctly) that I had two straight parents who did not divorce, and one brother. They do not know more although they guess (incorrectly) that I am (a) Mexican or Argentine, (b) from “Europe,” and (c) lesbian (reasons for this are wearing black, not … More Une question
It is cheaper for me to stay longer at my conference location than I need to than it is for me to stay less time, and this does not mean missing any more classes than I absolutely must. Therefore, I get to spend a week and two weekends in Mexico in October and I will … More Money and a room of one’s own
While I was driving I thought of various poems I would have written when I stopped, except that I never got to stop early enough because of road construction and traffic. They were in a certain style and now the New Yorker has published one like them. I do not generally like the poems the … More Un poème
The question for the last throw was “Where is home?” This throw is on the shape of the coming academic year, after the eclipse and a change in governance. It merits thought. Heart of the matter/the present: 3 of Swords Challenge/obstacle: Son of Swords (Knight) Root of the question: The Star (XVII); The Star in … More Arc of the year
Astrology for the eclipse. Statistics on study abroad. Axé.
When I finish my syllabi I will write a Fulbright letter and we will work on materials for Asymptote. Axé.
Here, reading: Jesús Sepúlveda. Chile. Festival Internacional de Poesía. Medellín. Axé.
I have greater problems with anxiety, and also with lack of voice, than I knew–and these problems are related. Here in California, with the mountains, redwoods, seas, I have perspective and do not experience these problems, but in the swamps of Louisiana, I do. Tomorrow I have to work on: poetry selections for the new … More Anxiety and voice