In Portuguese today we read Pedro Kilkerry, who never published during his lifetime but is now a famous writer, and Torquato Neto, whose poetry I had not read before and which amazed me. One of the students is new and I told her I was impressed with how much progress she had made. You learned … More Leo en la nebulosa
…Well so that is our country. The night side of our country. If there is a day side to it, high sierras, prairies of bright grass, we only know pioneers’ tales about it, we haven’t got there yet. We’re never going to get there by imitating Machoman. We are only going to get there by … More Left Hand
Rivas was left filled with shouts and blood and fires burning in the sun’s glare and we returned to that blue port nestled in hills with their curved yellow coconut palms swaying and a small Costa Rican ship in the harbor. There were high winds that night with the moon swift among the silvery dark … More Continuing with Walker in Nicaragua
Hornsby had been in Nicaragua and he spoke of its blue lakes amid blue mountains under a blue sky, and how it was the Transit route and the great passageway, the pier of America, and how it would teem with merchant ships and with foreigners speaking all tongues, waiting for the Canal; and each ship … More With Walker in Nicaragua, continuing further
My companions on that expedition with William Walker: Achilles Kewen, the aristocrat, who fell fighting at Rivas; Chris Lilly, the boxer, his throat cut while drunk one night beside a shining lagoon; William Stoker (Bill), with his pirate’s face — and a good man — who got married there afterwards and lived by Lake Managua … More With Walker in Nicaragua, continued
Whereto answering, the sea, Delaying not, hurrying not, Whisper’d me through the night, and very plainly before daybreak, Lisp’d to me the low and delicious word death, And again death, death, death, death Hissing melodious, neither like the bird nor like my arous’d child’s heart, But edging near as privately for me rustling at my … More …endlessly rocking
I am overworked and I know it is a crime, but that has not been the point of the last two months of posts. My small point is, do not overdramatize because I can show you overwork and this person can show you still more. My larger and real point, and this is an individual’s … More Rainbow Sign
Who is really served by the earnest insistence that we continue trying to prove that what we do is work? It is a losing battle if it cannot be won in a routine, bureaucratic way, so why worry about it? The people who envy the job and the workers will continue to do so, and … More Rubén Darío
The aria’s meaning, the ears, the soul, swiftly depositing, The strange tears down the cheeks coursing, The colloquy there, the trio, each uttering, The undertone, the savage old mother incessantly crying, To the boy’s soul’s questions sullenly timing, some drown’d secret hissing, To the outsetting bard of love. Demon or bird! (said the boy’s soul,) … More Out of the cradle…
Graniza tánto, 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 Trilce LXXVII
coldhearted scientist وداد 