5.01.2009

de laureles, perlas y poetas

Britain names first woman as poet laureate: Carol Ann Duffy,

an acclaimed Scottish poet with an eclectic range and a flair for satire and humor... Duffy, a single mother, is also the first openly gay poet laureate.... One of her poems, which looks at life through the eyes of a youth beguiled by knife-crime, was recently banned from a school literature syllabus...

"Today I am going to kill something. Anything.
I have had enough of being ignored and today
I am going to play God. It is an ordinary day,
a sort of grey with boredom stirring in the streets"

from the LA Times



Warming Her Pearls

by Carol Ann Duffy

from Selling Manhattan
(Anvil Press Poetry 1987)


Next to my own skin, her pearls. My mistress
bids me wear them, warm them, until evening
when I´ll brush her hair. At six, I place them
round her cool, white throat. All day I think of her,

resting in the Yellow Room, contemplating silk
or taffeta, which gown tonight? She fans herself
whilst I work willingly, my slow heat entering
each pearl. Slack on my neck, her rope.

She´s beautiful. I dream about her
in my attic bed; picture her dancing
with tall men, puzzled by my faint, persistent scent
beneath her French perfume, her milky stones.

I dust her shoulders with a rabbit´s foot,
watch the soft blush seep through her skin
like an indolent sigh. In her looking-glass
my red lips part as though I want to speak.

Full moon. Her carriage brings her home. I see
her every movement in my head.... Undressing,
taking off her jewels, her slim hand reaching
for the case, slipping naked into bed, the way

she always does.... And I lie here awake,
knowing the pearls are cooling even now
in the room where my mistress sleeps. All night
I feel their absence and I burn.

pearls photo

panARTdemic

vía Time magazine press title

SartenadaPrimaVerdalCubiche

de estos tres huevos podridos...

¿cuál vale la pena salvar?

Toque de sartén
1ero de mayo a las 8:30 pm

por el fin de las restricciones de viaje a los cubanos que viven en la isla...

en Cuba, el que pueda y quiera
que suene palo
pa´llegar de (lo)Vedado a lo consuLado

en Miami, en el Parque de la Cubanía, en Flagler y la 17 Ave

en donde sea, suenen la cazuela


what's the weather report for today?


RUMBA, MAMA...

Weather Report, en vivo, Montreaux, 1976
percusionistas Alex Acuña, Manolo Badrena
or

RUMBLE IN HAVANA?