Correspondencias: Anne Carson Pt. 1

  Short Talk on Hopes Anne Carson Soon I hope to live in a totally rubber house. Think how quickly I will be able to get from room to room! One good bounce and you’re there. I have a friend whose hands were melted off by a firebomb during the war. Now, once again, he will learn to pass the bread at the dinner table. Learning is life. I hope Ver más …

Atlas: Li Qingzhao. Inmortal frente al río

Carmín en los labios Deja de columpiarse. Perezosa se estira lentamente. Un ligero sudor humedece su ropa  —pequeña flor cubierta de rocío—.  llega ya el invitado, y ella huye corriendo en calcetines. Li Qingzhao tuvo la suerte de nacer en una familia que tenía gran interés por el arte durante la Dinastía Song, un periodo de gran movimiento y apertura artística (la imprenta móvil y la xilográfica estaban recién estrenadas). Ver más …

Correspondencias: Anne Sexton (segunda parte)

For Eleanor Boylan Talking With God Anne Sexton  God has a brown voice, as soft and full as beer. Eleanor, who is more beautiful than my mother, is standing in her kitchen talking and I am breathing in my cigarettes like poison. She stands in her lemon-colored sun dress motioning to God with her wet hands glossy from the washing of egg plates. She tells him! She tells him like Ver más …

Correspondencias: Anne Sexton (primera parte)

The Black Art Anne Sexton A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! As if cycles and children and islands weren’t enough; as if mourners and gossips and vegetables were never enough. She thinks she can warn the stars. A writer is essentially a spy. Dear love, I am that girl. A man who writes knows too much, such spells and fetiches! As if erections and congresses Ver más …