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The sun is blazing and the sky is blue.
Umbrellas clothe the beach in every hue.
Naked, you trot across the avenue.

Oh, never have I seen a dog so bare!
Naked and pink, without a single hair…
Startled, the passersby draw back and stare.

Of course they’re mortally afraid of rabies.
You are not mad; you have a case of scabies
but look intelligent. Where are your babies?

(A nursing mother, by those hanging teats.)
In what slum have you hidden them, poor bitch,
while you go begging, living by your wits?

Didn’t you know? It’s been in all the papers,
to solve this problem, how they deal with beggars?
They take and throw them in the tidal rivers.

Yes, idiots, paralytics, parasites
go bobbing int the ebbing sewage, nights
out in the suburbs, where there are no lights.

If they do this to anyone who begs,
drugged, drunk, or sober, with or without legs,
what would they do to sick, four-legged dogs?

In the cafés and on the sidewalk corners
the joke is going round that all the beggars
who can afford them now wear life preservers.

In your condition you would not be able
even to float, much less to dog-paddle.
Now look, the practical, the sensible

solution is to wear a fantasía.
Tonight you simply can’t afford to be a-
n eyesore… But no one will ever see a

dog in máscara this time of year.
Ash Wednesday’ll come but Carnival is here.
What sambas can you dance? What will you wear?

They say that Carnival’s degenerating
— radios, Americans, or something,
have ruined it completely. They’re just talking.

Carnival is always wonderful!
A depilated dog would not look well.
Dress up! Dress up and dance at Carnival!

— Elizabeth Bishop, Pink Dog

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'The female mind is certainly a devious one, my lord.'
Vetinari looked at his secretary in surprise. ‘Well, of course it is. It has to deal with the male one.’

— ―Terry Pratchett, Unseen Academicals (via mysharona1987)

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I had nothing to hope for. That was not so horrible – and the acceptance of that fact brought me peace of mind. But now the woman has changed all that. And hope is the one thing I must fear.

— The Invention of Morel by Adolfo Bioy Casares (via itseasyjusttolookaway)

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Today In Latin American History

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September 15

  • 1821: Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, and Costa Rica declare their independence from Spain.
  • 1829: Vicente Guerrero abolishes slavery in Mexico.
  • 1830: Future Mexican president Porfirio Díaz is born in Oaxaca.
  • 1835: The HMS Beagle, carrying Charles Darwin, reaches the Galápagos Islands for the first time.
  • 1914: Argentine writer Adolfo Bioy Casares is born in Buenos Aires.
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Me gustaría ser más inteligente o más certero, escribirte cartas maravillosas. Debo resignarme a conjugar el verbo amar, a repetir por milésima vez que nunca quise a nadie como te quiero a ti, que te admiro, que te respeto, que me gustas, que me diviertes, que me emocionas, que te adoro. Que el mundo sin ti, que ahora me toca, me deprime y que sería muy desdichado de no encontrarnos en el futuro.

— Adolfo Bioy Casares - Carta a Elena Garro (via lasciudadesinvisibles)

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Three o’clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can’t sleep, I am so happy.

— Anton Chekhov, About Love and Other Stories (via larmoyante)

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Artist: The Cranberries
Song: Dreams
Album: Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?
Plays: 1,400
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The Cranberries // Dreams

"and now i tell you openly, you have my heart so don’t hurt me, you’re what i couldn’t find."

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LITERARY FRIENDSHIPS:
Alice Munro and Margaret Atwood.

Atwood: We’re all slightly furtive, we writers; especially we Canadian writers, and even more especially we Canadian female writers of an earlier generation. “Art is what you can get away with,” said Canadian Marshall McLuhan, and I invite the reader to count how many of the murderers in Munro’s stories are ever caught. (Answer: none.) Munro understands the undercover heist that is fiction writing, as well as its pleasures and fears: how delicious to have done it, but what if you get found out?

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LITERARY FRIENDSHIPS:

Alice Munro and Margaret Atwood.

Atwood: We’re all slightly furtive, we writers; especially we Canadian writers, and even more especially we Canadian female writers of an earlier generation. “Art is what you can get away with,” said Canadian Marshall McLuhan, and I invite the reader to count how many of the murderers in Munro’s stories are ever caught. (Answer: none.) Munro understands the undercover heist that is fiction writing, as well as its pleasures and fears: how delicious to have done it, but what if you get found out?

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The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again.

— Ursula LeGuin (via nathanielstuart)

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You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discover that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.

James Baldwin, Conversations with James Baldwin (via bookshavepores)

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Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

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Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

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Happy 24th Birthday Emma Watson! (April 15)

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Caught — the bubble
in the spirit level,
a creature divided;
and the compass needle
wobbling and wavering,
undecided.
Freed — the broken
thermometer’s mercury
running away;
and the rainbow-bird
from the narrow bevel
of the empty mirror,
flying wherever
it feels like, gay!

— Elizabeth Bishop, Sonnet

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Emma Watson, April 15 1990

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