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Parnassism a la maison (prologue uncensored)

From Parnassus the maison : personal notes to a collective weblog or brief digression in which little is said about literature and much of life, so it should not surprise the suspects, who read to Borges via Verlaine and are aware of the scope of the phrase tout le reste est et littérature

Mario Gallardo

For DRAE is just a "letter prefix to the body of work", while the ineffable Wikipedia highlights the literary character, after warning on their remote, however, the essential nature of a prologue is grounded in its relation to literary history "it often provides the key criticisms of the interpretation of the work by the author himself or by someone close."

In this case, you can not ignore that this writer is also involved in this sample and maintain relations of friendship, has closely followed the development of the "concerns" creative of those gathered here, in fact, to delve into my library I can presume that there are, neatly lined up on a shelf, the first editions of his works with their autographs. Can also be seen to flip at most plentiful in the annotations in pencil, in a modest but steady exercise approach in seeking to find its identity.

From this history should start by stating that, from its title, this book presents the idea of \u200b\u200btravel, space travel is one of our Parnassus missed the current maison, also leads implicit time element: a decade, the first of the century, which has provided a framework for meetings and misunderstandings, both literary and personal, that have defined the life and work of the authors gathered here.

Some, the youngest and the most demure, never set foot on the Parnassus , nor knew the generosity of their tacos and soups, its minstrels and the clergy, the endless conversations and disputes with the background music of the torrential rain on a tin roof and the screams of the rats as they ran over the beams undaunted in search of refuge. But there is the persistent myth renewed through the oral tradition that continues to return, again and again, on the founding events, recreating the stories that still catch the attention of listeners unemployed, who surprised the sort of postmodern surrealism that decorated so special cour des miracles . Wonder that is multiplied to realize its prosaic location: in the heart of the capital of sweat, next to Pizzeria Italia fireproof.

Pedestrians passing by and never noticed (not that were required) that the substance of that dusty courtyard under the shade of a pair tree, was a roundabout with wooden floor and tin roof, in which interior treeless met a group of marginal applicants novelists, poets and crazy renegade discretion, to rejoice in the discovery of a Chilean writer Roberto Bolaño called, to rant against the boom in comparison seemed stale and outdated, with few exceptions. Magazines are also planned and dreamed of a hypothetical patrons assume the risk of publishing unquestionable, but most of the time was busy discuss books and share readings, offers more significant part of bloodless editorial market where we had the Phoenician pueblón disgust bad life, which according Command can not walk for more than twenty minutes in one direction without noses against the mountain. And although this mountain harass us in the Parnassus we found suitable space to breathe, to stay afloat, to feel part of something that had nothing to do with our needy desires, with the opacity daily.

The Parnassus learned that we were not alone and we were so original, which shared a love of jazz and rock music was in our lingua franca , Borges and Cortázar seemed to us more authentic García Marquez, Fuentes, Vargas Llosa's prose had aged rapidly after War doomsday , who had to read and reread to Rimbaud, Baudelaire, Pound and beatnik , also Girondo Vallejo Parra and that our sentimental education was indebted to Bukowski, Miller and Anais Nin, Sosa and Kane were overstated and had to be read with true devotion to Merren, Cardona Bulnes and Martinez Galindo, who was required to study and Roberto Castillo complete, without cheating, reading A function with mobiles and whack, but more importantly, acquire absolute certainty you can not honestly expect to write unless they have become an inveterate reader and hard.

Not everything in the Parnassus was governed by the sign of the bookish, also occurred important events: concerts Ricardo accent and his guitar rhythms, Gustavo ethyl premiere on a night March and jackets in bulk, the literary debate in which Edilberto earned the nickname The Kid Birry , beer marathon sponsored by Chavez on a Saturday before Easter. Nor can it be forgotten that the Parnassus sometimes moved to our apartment building Maria Antonia, where Rocío became Frida, while the "whale iconoclastic 'attributes showed their baby sitter Marito appeasing the spirits, whom the heat of the debate did not seem to make a dent. And what about karaoke nights Khalua's with emulating Giovanni Ricardo Arjona, in evenings we usually had their mandatory culminated in "a place without limits," last refuge of the kings of the outdated.

were several years of rigorous training in life, reading frantic, endless nights, rivers of beer and few "snacks" but at no time gave literature its special place, we were a cult of readers committed to discovering its secrets, eager to build a canon unbiased and irreverent, chaotic and postmodern. Lyotard never had more reason to warn of the end of metanarratives, skeptical and reluctant to any taxation, we knew something was happening (or something was falling) and we would have worked very hard in being spectators of emergency, fair cartographers of a new order came to endorse the axiom corsi e ricorsi the historical spiral raised Vico.

Parnassus This was not shared by all. Of those who make up this sample were common Giovanni, Gustavo, Carlos and I, Jorge made sporadic visits, while Jessica and Jose Raul, engaged in academic tasks, hardly knew of its existence when it had closed its doors and was evoked with nostalgia in our conversations. JJ Darius and engaged in their school endeavors, still in shorts, while Dennis and wore long, but persisted in its commitment to Salinger way of life. Nor can outline an accurate log of the time not to mention the illustrious brethren Parnassians as Oscar, César, Wilmerio, Kalki, Edilberto, and special mention to Ricardo, who invented the tomesiano nights in one of the lucky ones who remember when it instituted the Academy , which at its opening meeting accepted the only entrance from another tradition different from our slang, "Le verger truah you " undeniable stamp of garcíamandiano.

Then came new challenges: families, children, loves failed, survival jobs, studies, but also came floral awards. These were the years of our overwhelming dominance in Santa Rosa de Copan, exchanging places and pseudonyms struggle burst stomach a couple of pesos to the bag, but Gustavo, José Raúl and Giovanni pueblón transcended the borders and were recognized in the cultured capital and in the captaincy general. However, it appeared that the center of the capital of sweat we had caught helplessly, as our lives ran in a radius of a mile, among the dens of rigor (Kahlua's, Miscellaneous, Pedroza, place no limits, American infectious coffee, Klein), limited to this area in direct proportion to the declining vigor of our strides and the limited capacity of the "motor" of Ricardo, multiply tired of being drunk at the rump.

already for the second half of the first decade of XXI century came radical changes. Without leaving an inveterate bohemian marginal propensity to suddenly we became serious and publish books, travel, blogs open, acquire new jobs and begin to find our place in the world, joined the original group who brought the young freshness and good humor, and everything was fine and even accuse us of living in a false Olympus, when "we fell twenty " in one fell swoop. And so, beat by beat, concluded our adventures Wonderland, as we watched the masks fall of false friends, while the people in resistance was gassed and wands in squares and streets, dozens of comrades killed and fell the shadow of suspicion fell on all who dared to express their revulsion at the Opus Dei nauseating mix of Catholicism, evangelical righteousness that characterized the neo-fascist jargon gorilato Michelet.

And the group expanded, we abandoned the original meaning of the sect and atavistic and connect with theater people and musicians, artists and painters, graffiti artists and poets emerging with all who share our outrage ; disenchanted, we reject the sweetened sites on the periphery of consumerism and retracing the path we went in search of original omphalos, in reaching our ears the first news of the existence of a mysterious fully Guamilito maison. Nor are we surprised too that the first visit we discovered the old friend, the prodigal son who one day decided to turn the ancient theater of his exploits eighties to start a postmodern version of the original commune, walled enclosure where now we gather under the branches and the smell of good cigars, with the secret joy of one who has returned home after a long journey.

The Parnassus neighborhood Center, March 2000

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swelling of rubber. Enrique Serna

In an effort to make women look as possible to transsexuals, and pay as much as them moving figure, plastic surgeons and advertisers imposed by modern standards of beauty have gained a significant strategic victory, his caricatures take prestige of perfection Physical and turn them into signs of status . Until recently, cosmetic surgery was considered successful when no one noticed. But since only a small percentage of the face and body reconstructions are imperceptible, the mercenaries of the knife had to create an environment conducive to artificial bodies and faces. Thus emerged fashion look fake, in which the goal of surgery is no longer correct minor anatomical defects, but redesign buttocks, breasts, bellies or faces in the operating room, although the result is an eyesore defiantly sexy.

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Women in Ciudad Juárez

Roberto Bolaño's ranked as the epicenter of evil in his novel 2666 , the fact is that in Ciudad Juárez , on the northern border of Mexico, the danger is in being alive. Over five thousand people have died since that war began in 2008 the president of Mexico and the army against drug trafficking.

In a landscape of abandoned buildings and businesses are burned five women: a coroner, a worker who lost her two children, a waitress who refuses to serve the military, a young love with a drug and a journalist who returned to work in when thousands fled the city. How much is waking up every day in a city at war? Be sure to read this chronic Judith Torrea, author of the blog Ciudad Juárez, in the shadow of drug .

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The city of Bolivar in the work of Piglia. Sara

The literature has, among its many charms, the power to transform reality into a mythical space, filled with psychological overtones. Remember a few examples, a classic both for the most: the windmills of La Mancha us back to Cervantes, Dublin, Joyce, New York, Auster, the landscape of Jalisco, Rulfo, the Colombian Caribbean, García Márquez, the Argentine countryside, the gaucho. In France, Illiers (the Combray of Proust, where the author as a child, wetting the "cupcake" in the area that gave her aunt) became a site of pilgrimage tourism (the virtue of dividends generated great literature that many authors would have wanted, at some point to sustain).

Piglia Ricardo's work, whose importance in the landscape of contemporary fiction, in Argentina and beyond, is unquestioned, sends us very often to a particular scenario, associated with the biography Description: The province of Buenos Aires. The mention of the countryside and the cities of Buenos Aires is permanent in his fiction. It is clear, however, we should not seek a faithful correspondence to speculate, with space between fiction and real referents, since it is always a mythic reworking. The same Piglia is responsible to explain this substantial difference between reality and text, in an interview included in his work Criticism and Fiction (Barcelona, \u200b\u200bAnagram, 2006). When asked "Do I need to know to meet Piglia Argentina?" Responds:

not necessary, I think. The literature is built on the ruins of reality. Cities in the literature there but they are destroyed. All are as Ithaca of Odysseus, real places that have been lost (...). Everything is clearer in the literature, it appears larger and more mysterious. (P. 126)

In stories and novels by this author, as noted, are mentioned (and acquire, at times, spatial role) many real locations in the province of Buenos Aires. In the atmosphere and the ultimate meaning of the shares, collecting a certain kinship with Onetti and, ultimately, to Faulkner, that great source of both narrators River Plate.

Among the cities named repeatedly by Piglia in their stories, Bolivar looms large. Here are some examples that do not exhaust the repertoire but they demonstrate that recurrence. In the novel Artificial respiration (Barcelona, \u200b\u200bAnagram, 2001), we find the following information:

... and pulled out the revolver he had been given to fire a salute in honor of the presence the British ambassador who had traveled to Bolivar expressly invited by the old man, who owned most of the game, and put him a shot. (P. 21)

"In 1902 he bought a half-game of Bolivar at twenty dollars an acre in a judicial auction rigged by the sheaf of Ataliva Rock. "(p. 22)

The above quotations refer us to the issue of warlordism and landlordism, two constants of Argentina's history that focuses Piglia. As he himself said of his admired Arlt, we could say that his novels are in large measure, "the microscopic and delirious double the national state." ( Criticism and Fiction , p. 107).

Continuing with the theme focused textual examples, read the book stories Invasion (Barcelona, \u200b\u200bAnagram, 2006):

locals have friends, go with them to my people, Bolivar, some weekend and present them to Nilda .... ("A light went", p. 104)

Like when you said "I am from Bolivar and Buenos Aires came to me because I want to do something and there Bolívar no chance and if you have the facts straight is not cheap, so I came. Also, if you're in Buenos Aires there way of doing anything in this country. "I told you so slowly, to see if you understood. And the only thing I could think to say was: "So we're inside." And I'm inside, I was born in Bolivar, Buenos Aires province, 330 km. "( Ibid., P. 106)

Bolivar Explain that I can not go (...) and then I have to walk (...) through the streets narrow, like those of Bolivar .... ( Ibid. , p. 109)

.... I never want to Bolivar .... ( Ibid. , p. 111)

Using a sociological approach, is seen in the story above, the "contrast between the imaginary provincial, for which megacities are still horizons of modernity and progress "and the other side of those spaces marked by overpopulation, pollution and violence." (Néstor García Canclini, Globalization imagined, BA, Polity Press, 2001, p. 176)

In The Absent City (Barcelona, \u200b\u200bAnagram, 2008)-work that combines admirably metafiction, the fantastic tale and political allegory, in the midst of strange and amazing atmosphere that unfolds, Bolivar has an important place. Macedonio Fernandez, a key character in the novel, says:

Despair made him give up everything, even her little ones, and came to the field. Wandered with the hobos in the cargo that went south. Lived for a time in the room of the Lane, on May 25, and finally down to Bolivar and came with a rental car to the house. The machine is finished assembling in this place .... (P. 116)

The machine that this fragment is referred to the center of the novel and was inspired by a Macedonian idea: to immortalize his beloved in an artifact speaker.

too White Night (Barcelona, \u200b\u200bAnagram, 2010) overlooking Bolivar, mention somewhat ironic. Speaking of formidable sense of intuition that has the Commissioner Croce, who conducts research in this real "thriller", the narrator provides the following anecdote:

discovered ... Again because he saw a horse thief take the train at dawn to go to Bolivar. And if you Bolívar is because he wants to sell the property stolen, he said. Said and done. (P. 27)

Clearly, then, that Bolívar is an unavoidable reference in much of the production Piglia. We could, perhaps, considering the general context of the environments in which stories are located, as a sort of allegorical place, with positive components "provincial spirit, tradition and natural beauty, but not free of the evils arising the unfair distribution of wealth.

And there, finally, a psychological fact perhaps decisive in this choice, which the author himself says in an interview (and, if we can customize, share this humble analyst away from his beloved hometown, and circumstances "of life" for over thirty years):

My experience in terms of childhood, spent summers in Bolivar, where there was a sister of my father. It was a wonderful experience, and I obviously have been situations that then, in trying to rebuild, I realized that they were very firm and very fresh .... ( http://www.lanacion.com.ar/1311877-policial-a-lo-piglia )

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first thing I read JM Coetzee's Disgrace was , and immediately seduced me his direct and uncompromising prose, the ideal vehicle to recreate the misadventures of Professor David Lurie, a victim of the hypocrisy of a university system based on the premise of political correctness. At that meeting was followed by other, all equally rewarding, although I accept that Life and Times of Michael K and Iron Age have impressed me to the point of "forced" to reread. Then I met her no less important critical work, and regularly consult with foreign Costas and censorship against . Diary of a Bad Year struck me as extraordinary, especially as it was evident the way he tried to move away from a certain stylistic narrative had become a habit for her legion of readers

After a brief recess, Coetzee, a shy person and little friends of fame and the spotlight, he describes himself in Summer. It does so in third person, as in his acceptance speech for the Nobel Prize in 2003. Before you write your biography decided to take the bull by the horns, play dead and tell his life through characters and situations in which it is impossible to demarcate how much is reality and how much fiction.

A quick summary of Summer can start by saying that it is the writer's life told by those who knew him fairly depth, based on the idea that Coetzee has died. Central element of this story is the biographer Vincent, embroiled in an investigation into the life of Coetzee. To this end interview five people who played an important role in the life of the writer. A lover, a childhood sweetheart, a family with whom he shared more than just games and a couple of friends from college. "Sounds like Coetzee, isn't it?

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Aira JM Coetzee, beaten and bloody games

Reading César Aira I encounter a paragraph that comes in handy to refer to the grotesque pantomime devised by the kings of opportunism seudocultural: smelly Turkish aspirations patepluma poetic and playboy and accommodated, who tried to give legitimacy convincing letter to the poet and lush paradise (indeed, his acolytes remain resilient in silence settled on the participation "out-standing" from his guru in this deplorable racket, except the honorable exception of Grade Poets zero) to "contribute" as jury to whitewash the mayor coup indecency undertaken with a view to his future presidential candichatura. For more information, click here .

But please do not stop reading this excerpt from the novel by Aira, which served as a starting point for this review:

"This continued for a while. It was a meeting of dissident writers in a totalitarian state, bitter and disappointed, but creating flame still burning. They would not surrender despite everything. It happened poems, stories, novel chapters, that despite the fervor with which they were read and heard they could not hide his insecurity and provincialism. They were gray, old, much of Floral Games and desktop publishing, as if the hated regime had contaminated the melancholy bureaucracy and outdated ideology . "

César Aira, The magician , p. 81.

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life Are always odious comparisons?

While The Country reviewed in its online edition of January 28, 2011, I find the letter from a reader named Joaquin Guadaño, published under the title "Iceland, a democracy real. " I read and reread and think about the issue of comparisons: the H and Tunisia, or the H and Iceland, as you want. But better reproduce the letter and so just mysteries, and the doubts that may also view the original site by clicking here .

Iceland, a real democracy

Iceland is probably the only country in the world, along with Tunisia, which has seen its government because of the crisis, and in both cases by the reaction of the people on the street.

Icelanders, while achieving the resignation of the entire Government, also on the basis of pan, have been a referendum in which they have shown a resounding "no" to the conditions that the Government negotiated with creditors for repayment debt (Only 1.8 of the voters favored the agreed conditions.) And to top this rebirth of real democracy, the country is undergoing a constitutional process in which citizens participate directly .

And all thanks to the peaceful popular pressure. If you complete the process will be the first constitution in history not written by an elite connected to the dominant power . Perhaps naive, but maybe something is changing. Should we go bankrupt or be engulfed in an oppressive dictatorship for the imposition of the common sense of citizenship? Will it not worth the crisis or glory, or will serve to take a step forward desired by all?

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's "hollow men"

"Only that I'm more than fed up with people without imagination. This type of people who TS Eliot called "hollow men." People who supplement their lack of imagination, that part empty, unfeeling hoax and going through life without realizing it. People trying to forcibly impose that insensitivity to others, releasing one after another, empty words ... Subjects narrow-minded, intolerant and unimaginative. Thesis disconnected from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Are these things that to me, really scare me. Are these things that I fear and hate with all my heart. It is important to know what is right and what is not, of course. However, personal misjudgments can be corrected in most cases. If you have the courage to admit his mistake, things usually can be arranged. But the narrowness and intolerance of people without imagination are like parasites. Cause changes in the body that welcomes and moving form, is reproduced to infinity. "

Haruki Murakami, Kafka shore. pp. 281-283.

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1Q84, the world as Murakami

I had already decided to write something, to reiterate the virtues of one of the proposals most original narratives of our time, but better I leave you with a summary prepared by Tusquets to present 1Q84, the latest novel by Haruki Murakami :

"In Japanese, the letter q and the number 9 are homophones, both pronounced kyu, so 1Q84 is, without being, 1984, a date of Orwellian echoes. This change in the script reflects the subtle alteration of the world we inhabit the characters in this novel, which is also without being, Japan, 1984. In this world where normal and recognizable appearance Aomame move, an independent woman, an instructor at a gym, and I have a math teacher. Both are around thirty years, both lead solitary lives and they perceive their so slight imbalances in your environment that will lead inexorably to a common destiny. And both are more than they seem: the beautiful Aomame is a killer, the nondescript I have, an aspiring novelist that his publisher has commissioned work on Chrysalis air, an enigmatic work dictated by an elusive teen. And as a backdrop of history, the world of religious sects, abuse and corruption, a rarefied universe, the narrator digs with Orwellian precision. "

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of anthologies and disappointments key

Just get the notice that is available the latest issue of Letras Libres for the month of December 2010 and, after reviewing the index and check with relief that the presence of texts in honor of Vargas Llosa has decreased significantly, I plunged into reading : Villoro a new story, the inevitable article Zaid, an Ashbery poem, and a couple of papers on the "past, present and future of English, especially those who enjoy the undersigned Master Alatorre. In the Mexican edition of the dish it is foreign gaze, a mosaic of re-readings of seven foreign authors who lived firsthand the Mexican Revolution and left their testimony in two books. A true delight.

So far there are no surprises, but later I am struck, in the "Books", dedicated to the review body pluralistic anthology of contemporary Latin American poetry where poems entered no fewer than 58 authors collected by Gustavo Guerrero (Caracas, 1957). The signature review Daniel Saldana, who starts his letter with this definition: "A body plural, yes, of topics, from formal resources, logs, backgrounds. But nevertheless, Gustavo Guerrero tracks an argument in diversity "is this whole, the first group of English American poets formed and disclosed in the unstable period of change and transitions following the fall of the modern paradigm. " The main feature of the new model: there is already a unitary concept of poetry. In the prologue is spoken, again and again, a "fragmentation and diversification" of that concept. Even though this spray you can find some confluences. For example, the "critique of modern sacred poetry, intent that dominates much of the volume."

But until a few paragraphs later, when the review takes on national interest to readers: "It Plural body some names that are almost forced to understand the English poetry of recent years (Antonio José Ponte, Fabián Casas, Damaris Calderón, Germain Carrasco, Luis Felipe Fabre) and others that the limited diffusion of his work was almost impossible to have read before, among the latter, there is the same disappointments (the Honduran Fabricio Estrada) that important findings (the Dominican Frank Báez). Not surprising to find more poets (and more texts each) of Chile, Peru and Argentina, whose poetry was ahead, in a sense, the paradigm shift. "

And here I think is necessary reflection, firstly because this trial over countryman Fabricio Estrada is, without doubt, the most stark and negative transparently displayed in the review. It is even more striking because Saldaña suggests that it is a missed opportunity, because the level is disappointing that ascribes to the work of Estrada is the fact that is associated with poor recognition and diffusion that poetry has had the last Honduran years, a situation that is resolved more clearly in the phrase "other than the limited diffusion of his work was almost impossible to have read before," ... In sum, to appear in this anthology was a great opportunity to put poetry Honduras in the last twenty years in the Hispanic context, precisely because the books they publish with remarkable consistency our Poets are unlikely to be read by anyone beyond the limits patriotic.

is clear that this time national poetry was not the fate of other years, when authors such as Roberto Sosa, Oscar Acosta, José Luis Quesada, Livio Ramirez, Rigoberto Paredes, José Antonio Funes, to name some names appeared in anthology compiled in other areas and his poems were reviewed with enthusiasm, getting recognized around the English-American that in some cases, went beyond Spain, France, Italy or Germany. With the exception of Funes, these poets belong to a canon before Fabricio Estrada, whose life and work are part of a "movement" that, in his remarkable efforts to find readers to under the table, has been characterized by an editorial incontinence which was concelebrated with singular benevolence and friendship from a project called Paíspoesible , whose founder and initiatory circle quickly garnered support among the writers of the province seeks to find a niche in the publishing boom il miglior full of fish and sweet fabbro the next hour. While it is true that some sensible voices pointed out the issue of quality in the work of these authors self edited, eventually won the argument which claimed their inalienable right to publish as verse ran through his head crowned with laurel, and its rejection of any critical approach that questions in the least what consider their "right to create" even Estrada has been said in his blog: " So things should be set up! Create! let's leave those to write the critical business experts ! "

Although Fabricio Estrada later withdrew from the project as demagogic, that favored the volume publishing and cultural management over literary quality, his work ultimately can not distance themselves from their founding premises of its elemental art of poetry. And this is evident when the objective evaluation which involved the reading of Saldaña, unbiased by the interests of the homeland, the earthy, socially simplistic visions imposed a provincialism that has not found his amendment in the cyber village, on the contrary , has strained the cares of "capital city" centralization and dialectics of the Cabal, to the extent that exploit virtual contacts to persist in showing as factotum of the current national poetry when his supporters do nothing but fleas removed Vests their anachronistic postmodern manners.

In summary, with this deception, as he has described the "trade expert" Saldaña Letras Libres, missed the opportunity to show the world the work of a new generation of Honduran poets like Rebecca Becerra, Mayra Oyuela, José Antonio Funes, Marco Antonio Madrid. Samuel Trigg, Jorge Martinez, Giovanni Rodriguez and Gustavo Campos, whose works have passed through the filter of critical appreciation circles beyond the vernacular and could well break a couple of spears in favor of our national poetry.

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