An event. A father who speaks long. A family which does not have care and whose child is at the event. A child who interrupts his father. A child bored. A father who allows his child to interrupt. A father who says son, I am talking. A father who says audience, I am sorry, it … More Love in the provinces
Václav Havel is one of the people about whom I do not know enough. The Nation had a piece on Havel and Occupy, quoting interesting texts by him from the sixties and seventies that shed shocking light on the present moment. I would like to point to it and read it again. Eventually it will … More Václav Havel
…with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore in the last red light of the year that knows what it is, that knows it’s neither ice nor mud nor winter light but wood, with a gift for burning Axé.
Tuesday I forgot to drink coffee. I never forget this and I am amazed to have done so, although the reason was that the gas man and the electrician had come early to work on the stove. It has taken me until now to feel somewhat normal, two or three cups of coffee this morning and … More Los errores felices
Hunger Camp at Jasło Write it. Write. In ordinary ink on ordinary paper: they were given no food, they all died of hunger. “All. How many? It’s a big meadow. How much grass for each one?” Write: I don’t know. History counts its skeletons in round numbers. A thousand and one remains a thousand, as … More Wislawa Szymborska
Axé.
A nice letter to the Republicans. TU ME QUIERES alba, Me quieres de espumas, Me quieres de nácar. Que sea azucena Sobre todas, casta. De perfume tenue. Corola cerrada Ni un rayo de luna Filtrado me haya. Ni una margarita Se diga mi hermana. Tú me quieres nívea, Tú me quieres blanca, Tú me quieres … More Alfonsina Storni
My student’s father is a retired coyote, she says. We had this poem in elementary school and I found it hackneyed, but I do not now. Axé.
This is really well done, Mariusz Kwiecien. Axé.
in ceasing to exist gods create in the air an emptiness where the light comes to settle all their monuments gather around the edge the earth underneath congeals its ancient waves see the god descending from the pediment he was supposed to induce the rain’s downfall it’s the sky today that drops into the rock … More Tulum
coldhearted scientist وداد 