Late Fragment And did you get whatyou wanted from this life, even so?I did.And what did you want?To call myself beloved, to feel myselfbeloved on the earth. Raymond Carver (1994, A New Path to the Waterfall) About the author Raymond Carver (1938-1988) wrote his first story on a kitchen table while his two young children… Sigue leyendo "Late fragment
A psalm of life Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;Dust thou art, to dust returnest,Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,Is our… Sigue leyendo "A psalm of life
No preguntes, es un error saber, qué destinos nos conceden los dioses. No busques respuestas en las estrellas divinas,aguanta y deja que tu corazón se alinee. Llegan los inviernos, o éste es nuestro último, las olas contra las rocas se lanzan. Sirve tu vino, bébelo despacio, deja que tus esperanzas vayan y vengan. El tiempo fluye mientras hablamos, aprovecha el hoy, el mañana está lejos y es sombrío.... Sigue leyendo "Carpe Diem (Oda al destino, Horacio 1:11)
Resist loss of the miraculousby lowering your standardsfor what constitutes a miracle. It is all a fucking miracle. Resume the facethe desolate facethe radiant facethe face that has become your own. Though all your life you have resisted it. (Louise Erdrich, Advice to myself #2: Resistance)
The river flows, a winding pathFrom mountain peak to ocean vastCarving canyons, shaping stoneSeeking, always, the unknown Daring leaps off jagged cliffsMist rising as the water shiftsChurning currents, froth and roarRolling boulders, grinding shore Peaceful stretches, languid plainsLazy loops with gentle refrainsSunbeams dance on ripples brightHerons wade in the sparkling light Forests green the mossy… Sigue leyendo "The river
The time will comewhen, with elation,you will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirror,and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heartto itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your… Sigue leyendo "Love After Love
you might wonderwhat you’ll becomeparalyzed by unknownsand should-have-dones you might look at your lifeand think it’s too lateto love and dancewas not your fate don’t let fear windon’t wallow in doubtbeyond your door the worldinvites you to come out take a chance and do the leapwho knows what you’ll findbeauty and joy and lightare waiting… Sigue leyendo "todo te espera
