Categoría: essay
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Dear Jacksonville by JENNY SANCHEZ & MARTHA LUISA HERNÁNDEZ CADENAS
I don’t know you, and I won’t ever get to know you, but you have piqued my absolute interest. I can only imagine your climate, even though I can visit the “Official Travel Website for Jacksonville FL.” My sweat is dripping as I write, and my imagination clings to rituals…
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DEATH OR A CHANCE TO LOVE: She licked her wrists as soon as she caught her breath [408:1]
Image: A poem by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Immediately she left the sea for the mountains. Where the swamps were muddy and dark, she clandestinely slips in like a snake slips through the thickets. She licked her wrists as soon as she caught her breath. Her wrists turned into a…
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Eternalness by Susana Cabaço
The moment you realize and accept your eternalness, you start to experience life from a totally different level. Your expanded self-perception takes you far beyond the limitations of physicality. The lens of timelessness not only relativizes different aspects of your earthly experience but also enables you to see many distorted…
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Laura Capote Mercadal: the “Wefts” of an “Intersectional Feminist Photographer”
by CARLA GLORIA COLOMÉ by Nocountrymagazine It was a Colas brand camera, white, disposable, and with a single roll of film the first device through which the photographer Laura Capote Mercadal (Havana, 1991) looked at the world with curiosity. It had been given to her mother as a gift by…
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The Biggest Power Outage Ever in Cuba by Jesús Adonis Martínez
There is this almost unanimous feeling that the electrical collapse that occurred in Cuba on October 17—which paralyzed the country in its entirety and plunged into darkness a population already exhausted by countless hardships—would be an extreme symptom of the multidimensional, endemic crisis that the island has been facing for…
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The ethereal panacea by Susana Cabaço
Silence is like an ethereal panacea that smoothly nurtures and heals your personal fields. It brings you closer to your core self, the infinite source of light and life within. In this powered-by-silence soul proximity, there’s self-replenishment, and in your self-fullness that which is blocking your innate luminance is naturally…
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Lord Acton by Luisa Zambrotta
John Emerich Edward Dalberg Acton, 1st Baron Acton, described as “the magistrate of history”, was born in Naples, Italy, on 10 January 1834.He was the grandson of the Neapolitan admiral and minister Sir John Acton, who served as Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Naples under Ferdinand IV and was…
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The Empty Bed of Marilyn Monroe by Peter Magliocco
It doesn’t matter who you areWhen the lights go out& you find yourself nakedAt the end of creationBefore redundant life plods onIn the everyday banalityMarked by occasional weirdnessUnhinging your memoryHigh winds dislodge youFrom salvation’s peakThe Fates cast sorrows& play their oldies Pop tunesOn your brain’s left side(The one still weakly…
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Your light matters by Susana Cabaço
Sink inside you, into that place of silence beyond thoughts, where an ethereal, imperceptible presence always lies. Let yourself feel the comfort, the all-embracing, spiritual comfiness that calms body, mind, and heart, and be loved, cherished by a heavenly tenderness that is beyond any condition. Be one with that which…
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The Photographer Tempted by Death by Iván De La Nuez
By nocountrymagazine Boris Mikhailov was born in Kharkiv (Ukraine, 1938). Although his recognition was relatively late, he has won, among other awards, the Hasselblad Prize, considered the Nobel Prize for photography. Mikhailov has lived through Communism, the Second World War, the fall of the USSR, and life as an emigrant…
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The Score by Walter Bargen
“Rocket tennis,” how the apartments’ tenantskeep score, keep perspective, laugh, save a bloody sliverof sanity, so they don’t throw open the scarred doorto run out into the debris strewn street,believing they can win the game, leap the net,shake hands, before they leave their citywith one more breath and their trophies…
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Between edges by TETIANA ALEKSINA
A road… just two edges and infinity between them. To step on the edge. To diverge from the road. To live, as if you’re immortal, is one edge. To live, as if your death is inevitable, is the other edge. Edges aren’t the road. Let yourself be immortal. Walking on the edge. Stepping…
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On Writing by Luisa Zambrotta
Wystan Hugh Auden (1907 – 29 September 1973) is an Anglo-American poet whose four hundred poems elucidate everything from love to social themes and profound meditation. (Here you can read Funeral Blues and Elegy for J.F.K.) Awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1948 for “The Age of Anxiety”, a long poem…
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