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The Extraviados is the third work of the poet Claudia Vila Molina. Professor of language at PUCV, poet and literary critic.
THIS POEM ITS FROM AN UNPUBLISHED BOOK CALL “WHEN THE LAND ENDS” “CUANDO LA TIERRA SE ACABA. POEMA INEDITO by C Rodriguez Lanfranco
THROWING UP THE ROAD, OPENING UP TO LANDSCAPES AS DIFFERENT AS VALLEYS, HILLS, DUNES, FACES, HANDS, SEAFOOD OR SANDY CLIFFS; AND LET YOURSELF BE CARRIED BY THE FINDINGS, AS VALUABLE SIGNS. FOLLOW YOUR INSTINCT, ERASE ALL TRACES AND GET LOST IN THE HOT SUMMER STEAM.
Having this home altar can be another way to remind myself of things I love or intentions I have for the future. If any of these rules are throwing me off, just trust my gut. You know what is best for you and your intentions. As long as you are in touch with your true desires, you’ll be fine to design your home altar anyway you like.
Contemplo la carne cruda, de mi invalido rostro, ligamentos de agua
se transforman en, quebradas ramas
que vibran desde la medula, del corazón atormentado
Listen to the mysterious, revealing and fierce voices within you. And if you are caught up by fear of doing so, remember that it is wrong for the senses to belong to the everyday, lived world. For me any discovery that changes the nature or direction or a phenomenon constitutes of something or is a …
“Ifá tells us that when he is enraged, Obaluaiye [Babalú Ayé] takes [his] special broom and spreads sesame seeds (yamoti) on the earth before him, then sweeps the seeds before him, in ever-widening circles. As the broom begins to touch the dust and the dust begins to rise, the seeds, like miniature pockmarks, ride the …
Dos retratos en dos marcos diferentes, dos fechas de nacimiento, dos nacionalidades, dos identidades. Ella no abraza a los árboles, los besa apasionadamente, la sangre que brota de su boca rota es savia dulce.
The eye is the window to the brain and there sits the optic chiasm. A cross current chessboard of visual information. In ancient China, King Wen changed three lines into six lines to form 64 hexagrams in his book called The Book of Changes. Ironically there are 64 arrangements in DNA and 64 squares on the chessboard.