The Raised Fist You are from the place where you pick up the garbage. Where two bolts of lightning fall in the same place. Because you saw the first, you wait for the second. And you’re still here. Where the earth opens and people come together. You arrived late again: You’re alive because you’re unpunctual, […]
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Yeah, you know I’ve been watching you for a while now I’ve gotta dance with you today I saw your look was calling me Show me the path I’m on You, you’re the magnet and I’m the metal I’m getting closer and hatching a plan Just thinking about it gets my pulse racing […]
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On weekdays I alight from the subway, the new day still in darkness and join the throng to ascend the stairs and listen to the female cry of 5 peso jellies for breakfast. Through the turnstiles and then I turn left, still groggy from too little sleep and pass churros being sugared, fruits high-powered liquefied, […]
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Hans Giébe is an artist, writer, painter and poet who hails from the city of Pachuca in the Mexican state of Hidalgo. He is quite prolific in his output and also writes at his site ‘The Seventh Verb.’ Take a look! I met Hans sometime last year at a poetry reading of the online […]
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When I abbreviate this city, it is to speak as one with millions of defeños– EL DF. What I breathe in this city, I do not really know. My larynx admits oxygen and all manner of airborne particles – It doesn’t seem to bother me much. When I cough in this city, some […]
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This short piece of fiction I wrote has a few references to Latin America so I thought I would publish it here. I have been doing quite a lot of translation recently but primarily from Spanish to English, so I decided I would translate this to Spanish. The photo is of Oaxaca, a beautiful colonial city […]
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Latin America – no, although the demographics are rapidly changing. America – not according to Latin Americans. Please do not appropriate what belongs to all. The United States. The vast land to the north is a great lure for many. I always thought and hoped that I would cross over by land into Texas, […]
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Sans shame, you copulate under shop awnings, in parks, down alleys then trot off for post-coital taco scraps on Mexico City corners Slumbering in sunny plazas you dream while fleas run amok across your fur and screw into your rabid flesh I saw you snarl White of your eyes and unknown intentions in the streets […]
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In November 2012 I was very fortunate to spend a beautiful, calm and clear morning at the archaeological site of Casas Grandes (Paquimé) in Mexico’s largest state Chihuahua. It was my last day in Mexico – a perfect start to the day before continuing en route to New Mexico. I wrote this very short […]
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Return to Chile Of my youth and diurnal dreams Empanadas and Pisco straight Elongated limb of extremes Patagonian towers of grey-spired mass to Lake Chungará – exquisite mirror of snow-capped peaks Incomparable port of my love Valparaiso: steep streets to heaven Where just to meander amongst ramshackle beauty Is a sure path to joy And […]
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LATIN AMERICA FOCUS 