I had not actually shopped, but came up with this: Red beans and rice with tasso Keta salmon sautéed in olive oil Purple and red potato salad vinaigrette with Creole mustard White potato salad in mayonnaise and yoghurt with celery and eggs Smothered cabbage Green beans Corn bread Lemonade from our trees That is a … More Le ménu
I am looking for Hass’ poem on it. “Poetry proposes no solutions: it says justice is the well water of the city of Novgorod, black and sweet.” Axé.
This, concisely, was the message of Reeducation: you must be a child. But that is not true. Axé.
It is the same meditation: how one learned to limit oneself. How one was trained from the beginning to stand aside in life, to be in service. The reason I thought it important to study certain things was that I was so passionate about them that if I actually entered their field I would be … More Sagittarius, the Archer
There was my dream. There is the fact of having been raised from a certain point with fear, or from the beginning with fear, increasing. Fear and guilt and everyone was always so anxious. I am thinking about this. Axé.
Axé.
Biographical criticism is the dominant mode for Vallejo as well; it is as though people thought that if they could find out who he was they might then understand his poetry. This is true in one way: if you cannot understand that this writing does not come entirely out of a Western experience, and if … More Subject
(That is what the colectivo drivers on an important route in Lima used to say.) I have returned from Peru, so I can set up course books on the web for spring, contact the high schools, and start building my course websites. I can call the handyman. I am in a position to write every … More Arequipa Tacna Wilson
Monday I woke up in a remote Andean town and rode down 12,000 feet through the mountains to the Pacific coast, to lunch with many Peruvian regional dishes at the home of the rector of the university. Then I flew to Lima. The Avianca stewardesses wear red capes. Tuesday I took the new Metro(bus) to … More La colonia infinita
I am here again, with this event. Trujillo seems beachy and bright as always, with flags snapping in the breeze, as on a ship. On the Jirón San Martín there are letter-writers for hire on the sidewalk, with manual typewriters and carbon paper. I want to take their picture. Peru is one of the countries … More Trujillo
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