Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

“rose is a rose is a rose is a rose” (Gertrude Stein)

20 June 2020

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red rose [Pixabay, free images]

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@Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose_is_a_rose_is_a_rose_is_a_rose

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#PDF

Sacred Emily

poem (10 pages)

https://tinyurl.com/y8ayar9v

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Portfolio de didáctica general (science-junkie, @tumblr)

24 May 2020

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miportfolio @tumblr

science-junkie

legal sites for literature

Math,

Poetry,

Literature,

Textbooks,

Business,

Philosophy,

Latin

https://tinyurl.com/y9jzywxh

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“A Vow” (Wendy Cope)

22 August 2019

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“The reader” (Wallace Stevens)

22 August 2019

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The reader

 

by Wallace Stevens

 

All night I sat reading a book,

Sat reading as if in a book

Of sombre pages.

 

It was autumn and falling stars

Covered the shriveled forms

Crouched in the moonlight.

 

No lamp was burning as I read,

A voice was mumbling, Everything

Falls back to coldness,

 

Even the musky muscadines,

The melons, the vermilion pears

Of the leafless garden.

 

The sombre pages bore no print

Except the trace of burning stars

In the frosty heaven.

Literature Studies: Capote (personal routines & schedules)+ (EXTRA) Refl.

27 July 2019

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[Truman Capote, writer]

NOTA BENE: personal routines

1/ get into the habit of watching the news (euronews, BBC)

2/ get used to listening to one or two podcasts every day

3/ use dictionaries (OED) & literature dictionaries (Oxford, Routledge)

4/ read poetry (bilingual and monolingual editions)

5/ read 2 pieces of New Journalism every month

6/ read at least 1 handbook either on literature or journalism

7/ read an extra piece of criticism or any diverse, tangential text

 

tentative schedule 

January 2019

read a minimum of 20 / 30 pages a day

read handbooks everyday

read articles on New Journalism and Literary Journalism daily

_ 2 or 3 pieces a week (e.g: Sinatra has a cold, Gay Talese)

_revise mails weekly

-read 2/3 documents a week

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specific objectives:

read NYC by Mike Berger

read The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Streamline Baby, Tom Wolfe

study WALKER, M. The History of American Literature

study BOYNTON, R. The New New Journalism

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research online

GOOGLE, GOOGLE SCHOLAR, REFERENCES,

Univ Neb., Internet Archive – weekly

have a look at handbooks – daily

read extras: McLuhan, N. Frye, Sims, etc –weekly

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list of readings:

Mike Berger, NYC

Norman Mailer, The Armies Of The Night

Norman Mailer, Superman Comes To The Supermarket

Tom Wolfe, The Right Stuff

Tom Wolfe, The Kandy-Kolored Tangerine-Flake Stremline Baby

Michael Herr, Dispatches

Gay Talese, The Gay Talese Reader. Portraits and Encounters

Gay Talese, A Serendipiter´s Journey (Harper, 1961)

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example from Word Reference Online Dictionary

Mark always notes down all his appointments on his planner (agenda)

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E.F.-16.12.18 (Sunday)

 

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#PDF G-Drive

https://tinyurl.com/yyt5gnzt

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#PDF G-Drive

Reflections on being a student

https://tinyurl.com/y4gzu4o5

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“The day of his death was a dark cold day” (W. H. Auden)

23 June 2019

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W. H. Auden, poet

In Memory of W.B. Yeats

“He disappeared in the dead of winter:

The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,

And snow disfigured the public statues;

The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.

What instruments we have agree

The day of his death was a dark cold day.

 

 

Far from his illness

The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests,

The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays;

By mourning tongues

The death of the poet was kept from his poems.”

(…)

#PDF G-Drive

https://tinyurl.com/y27pqx6n

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“The Island Within” by Richard Blanco

16 June 2019

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[Richard Blanco, poet]

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The Island Within

RICHARD BLANCO

for Ruth Behar

“I’m still thinking about your porch light

like a full moon casting a foggy halo

in the frigid air last night, the bare oaks

branching into the sky like nerve endings

inches away from the frozen stars,

the pink gables of your Victorian home

protesting yet another winter for you

captive in Ann Arbor as you practice

mambo by the fireplace. I’m following

your red-velvet shoes to conga beats

and bongo taps taking your body, but

not your life, from the snow mantling

your windows outside, 1,600 miles

away from Cuba. I’m tasting the cafecito

you made, the slice of homemade flan

floating in burnt sugar like the stories

you told me you can’t finish writing,

no matter how many times you travel

through time back to Havana to steal

every memory ever stolen from you.”

(…)

Continue reading here:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/56063/the-island-within

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#PDF G-Drive

https://tinyurl.com/yxzryxl6

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H. D (Poem 13) from THE WALLS DO NOT FALL

3 March 2019

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Doolittle, Hilda Trilogía (bilingual edition).

THE WALLS DO NOT FALL (Lumen) Trad. Natalia Carbajosa

Poem 13

 

The Presence was spectrum-blue,

ultimate blue ray

 

rare as radium, as healing;

my own self, wrapped round me,

 

was shroud (I speak of myself individually

but I was surrounded by companions

 

in this mystery);

do you wonder we are proud,

 

aloof,

indifferent to your good and evil?

 

peril, strangely encountered, strangely endured,

marks us;

 

we know each other

by secret symbols,

 

though, remote, speechless,

we pass each other on the pavement,

 

at the turn of the stair;

though no word pass between us,

 

there is subtle appraisement;

even if we snarl a brief greeting

 

or do not speak at all,

we know our Name,

 

we nameless initiates,

born of one mother,

 

companions

of the flame

 

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Criticism on H. D:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/h-d

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Literature studies (planner)

19 February 2019

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[Beckett]

-canva.com-

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“O never give the heart outright” (W. B. Yeats)

26 November 2018

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Never give all the heart -William Butler Yeats-

Never give all the heart, for love

Will hardly seem worth thinking of

To passionate women if it seem

Certain, and they never dream

That it fades out from kiss to kiss;

For everything that´s lovely is

But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.

 

O never give the heart outright,

For they, for all smooth lips can say,

Have given their hearts up to the play.

And who could play it well enough

If deaf and dumb and blind with love?

He that made this knows all the cost,

For he gave all his heart and lost.

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Download, print and read the poem here, if you like:

#PDF, or visit a Public Library and borrow it as I did

at Avda. Juan Carlos I, 17.-Murcia (@brmu)

https://tinyurl.com/y8ucmuf6

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