Friday, August 29, 2008
Snowflake Wedding Decorations
reused by PAR-
head
spectrum
next time, how well, how strange the words
years
writing that fasting: fasting,
from today (say one year) enmudo,
to see if I hear, to see if you guess
, neighboring
borders, neighbors,
the
timbreléctrico of hummingbirds at my window (screen
says) every morning. today, hold fast
, diners, signed,
(fasting).
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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poet
and no to no
at one time, was
-
key itself love,
already said so
themselves; the tribe
contacted (or
itself) re -
by the counties
confirming
law teen section
highest law
yo-yo
that more
missing.
today, the tribe fails, the
tribe is not given as such, nor give in
in nullity settled peace, even
the franc poet poet
and no to no
poorly armed (armed with-
been annihilated )
intends to retain "all
is precarious, was"
ra,
all incomplete without a compass
blind or compass, all without method, and
and eat Greek is
so dark thigh , warira wari, speak another language.
Cecilia Vicuña, founder-poor early in illo tempore "of the Tribe No.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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Applications
Hawk
clean peak in their plumage and their prey
expected. The carnage
silence rather
splashes of blood. Finally, things are not clear
,
light passes
buildings is not intelligible,
is the worst language.
lost
lips twist carpet
a strange land and its inhabitants
up and orphans ask the silence
What emergency /
what story /
hides an application at night /
for a soul that is often confused with his mother?
Cruelty, maybe. If a soul
just want to talk like going to the guillotine
of the sublime
and can not even look in the eyes of his interlocutor
traitor even though it is believed that the poet
home
throws out the window, which tears
the dignity of the skin like a bandage,
connoisseur brains before parler. Hardness
what we speak, then? -
By God! If a soul unravels obscurantism
lingual people wandering
while blowing the nose
in a strange room,
and unresponsive to the famous traitor
is because he knows he has
masks, bones
stories, laughter and monuments
-the untruth, the adulteration of the poet.
Poem / posted by / Emma
Villazón (Santa Cruz de la Sierra, 1983).
Friday, August 8, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Hardy Weinberg Problems Lab 8
The brawl between Santiago and La Paz
the brawl. A trifle in the Andes , Andrew et al Ajens (sic), in co-publishing and editorial Santiago Plural own room, is presented Aug. 23 at the Book Fair Peace by Marcelo Villena, Guadalupe and Juan de Dios Cajías Yapita. Some time ago I received a draft of above booklet, I gave Juan Carlos Ramiro Quiroga, who, along with Jorge Campero, Humberto Quino and myself, is one of those referred to in the book thoroughly. To repeat more or less what I wrote then Ajens, I think your book is related in no small Aliens of Albert Camus, or translate well, but, and here's all the grace and / or unfortunately, unlike Camus text where a character is surprised (Meursault) in The brawl is the language itself that inscribes it (at times between Castilian and aymara) that is strongly out of it, but frankly deflowered insane. Jallalla . (To be seen, however, how the fish is now complete.)