The Black Cottage We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry trees, Set well back from the road in rank lodged grass, The little cottage we were speaking of, A front with just a door between two windows, Fresh painted by the shower … More Robert Frost
La cólera que quiebra al hombre en niños, que quiebra al niño, en pájaros iguales, y al pájaro, después en huevecillos; la cólera del pobre tiene un aceite contra dos vinagres. La cólera que al árbol quiebra en hojas, a la hoja en botones desiguales y al botón, en ranuras telescópicas; la cólera del pobre … More Explicar…
From 1912, when he was 22. The improbable, or all too probable title is “The last excursion of a tuberculosis patient, through the city, by electric tram.” O último passeio de um tuberculoso, pela cidade, de bonde. dos salões abertos saem pianos enxotados a abanar suas caudas há luzes que brilham do farol lugar-nenhum há … More Oswald de Andrade’s first poem
São Paulo! comoção da minha vida… Os meus amores são flores feitas de original… Arlequinal!… Traje de losangos… Cinza e Ouro… Luz e bruma… Forno e inverno morno… Elegâncias sutis sem escândalos, sem ciúmes… Perfumes de Paria… Arys! Bofetadas líricas no Trianon… Algodoal! São Paulo! comoção de minha vida… Galicismo a berrar nos desertos da … More In which São Paulo is a “Gallicism bellowing in the deserts of America”
A friend back home took this picture today, and I would like to be meditating like that man. In winter the ocean looks golden when the sun is low. Here is Chapman’s Homer, upon looking into which Keats felt like Balboa or as he said, stout Cortez upon first staring at the Pacific, “Silent, upon … More Balboa, or stout Cortez
The Spanish Professor has wanted to give the introduction to literary studies as a course in narrative theory, but if I cut down the number of genres covered I would do poetry and the essay. My colleagues say this would never work since these are the least interesting genres to students, the ones that will … More Introducción a los estudios literarios
Graniza tanto, como para que yo recuerde y acreciente las perlas que he recogido del hocico mismo de cada tempestad. No se vaya a secar esta lluvia. A menos que me fuese dado caer ahora para ella, o que me enterrasen mojado en el agua que surtiera de todos los fuegos. ¿Hasta dónde me alcanzará … More LXXVII
I do not know how I came upon this piece as I was doing something else but it appears that orphanhood is what generates the novel. Vallejo, as we know, kept saying he was an orphan and I do not have a lot of patience with complaints from persons orphaned as adults, or with persons … More On Vallejo, Heidegger, and my other project
I woke up this morning thinking of a friend I made in college. We were friendly in classes but became friends one day when we coincided at the pool and fell into conversation about other things. That was so long ago. It was when university gyms still issued their faded swimsuits. Really skilful women could … More Hoy es domingo, y por eso
Now I need to come up with something about Marthe Robert and Doris Sommer and María and more. I was allowing myself to read a little more about Vallejo before going on, and I discovered a very, very important fact. Namely, the kind of surprise I get for not doing things and not keeping up … More Michelle Clayton
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