Saturday, March 27, 2010

Creative Sound Blaster Extigy Driver

ROMANO


for you What is poetry?

Poetry is the range where they stay the words to the poet the trap when sparing his narcissism.

Could you tell us a little about your life, of his published works, awards, his literary activity?

Born in the city of Cordoba, I live in Buenos Aires from my two years. I teach French and taught for over 25 years in the School of Fine Arts "Manuel Belgrano". In addition to obtaining prizes in some contests, I joined several anthologies. Participated in writing workshops coordinated by Fernando Molle, Walter Cassara, and Rolando Hernán Revagliatti Isnardi. "Insolent Of Ghosts", my first poetry book, due out soon, in April through Vela al Viento Ediciones.

When did you write? Why?

At l5 years. At school I used to stand out in language, in compositions, in that game that allowed me to develop the imagination.

How would you describe your poetry?

is free. And why I'm wired.

What authors influenced your poetry?

Alfonsina Storni, Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, Paul Verlaine, Pablo Neruda, Jacques Prévert, Paul Eluard, Victor Hugo, Walt Whitman, José Saramago.

What is the order you would like to accomplish with your poetry? Readers

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What poem would you choose if you had to choose one in particular? Why?

"The broken vase" (Le vase brisé) Sully Prudhomme (Rene Francois Armand, l839-l907). Parnassianism belonged to, opposed to the romantic movement of Victor Hugo. My mother recited: so what I dialed.

How poetic language has changed over the years? I

unhooking of the structures of other centuries, arriving twenty-first century.

For you are born or become a writer?

Once born, one becomes.

What advice would you give to a young writer / writer who began in this beautiful way of the WORD?

Read and reread and reread, and if you can discover.

How do you see the publishing industry today?

Obviously the industry aims to trade.

If I had to recommend a book of poetry, prose, short stories, novels, etc., What would you recommend?

"Blindness" by Saramago, "Free Hugs" by Eduardo Galeano and "Scarecrow" by Olivero Girondo.

What do you think new ways of spreading the word, whether on websites, forums literary cyber, virtual magazines, ñusleter, blogs, etc..?

I'm just peeking into the world of Internet. And no doubt, sum.

Finally, do you want to add something?

thank you, Gustavo, for giving me a place in your blog.


ANA ROMANO


Saturday, March 13, 2010

High Hemoglobin And Hematocrit Dog

Interview Interview Interview


for you What is poetry?

When reading poetry and writing, one would feel like Michel Foucault that subverts the order and returned to the world its sound naively breaks and chasms. Poetry is thus a rhetorical question, a question about existence. It is a quest, as the poet seeks to answer through the words in between the lines, in point of the minimum, seek the light through the word creator and delves into the mystery of life, the unknown and questions .

From the inner self is revealed and speaks a symbolic language groping in the dark, looking for the word as a revelation that brings us closer to our truth from an aesthetic vision that builds from a voice essential and that requires us to choose and discard.

And Borges says in his poem Poetics

say that Ulysses, wearied of wonders, wept
love at the sight of his Ithaca
Green and humble. Art is that Ithaca
of green eternity of wonders. (1)

Could you tell us a little about your life, of his published works, awards, his literary activity? Leonor

Mauvecin: (1950) I lived my childhood and youth in Nu Pora, Rio Ceballos. Córdoba province. I am married and I have four beautiful children.
I graduated in Modern Literature from the AN C.
Management Specialist education by the Univ of Playa Ancha, Valparaiso, Chile.
Language and Literature Professor, he taught for 30 years and continue in this beautiful task of lighting fires.
Along with other members, I coordinated for 15 years, the cultural space of the Storytellers The Cauldron. Coordinated with Sonia Rabinovich cultural space handwritten,
and poets and storytellers cycle 2006 of the Municipality of Córdoba
I teach writing workshops at the Library Cordoba .. Courses and workshops in the CEPRAM
Courses and workshops for Extension of the National University of Cordoba.
got
Stimulus Fund of the Municipality of Córdoba years: 1998,2000,2005
obtained the following mentions in poetry:
Provincial Prize for Literature 1996 edition Córdoba,
Municipal Prize of Literature Cordoba Luis de Tejeda 2006 edition
Argentina for the Poetry Foundation in Buenos Aires 2007

Publications:
Air House, stories (Ed, Boulevard 1996)
Footprint of Afternoon (Ed. The Boulevard 1998)
The snake skin (Ed. Del Boulevard 2000)
The wooden box, (ed. Argos 2005)
The house of love and death (Ed Argos 2008) Integro

anthologies: The Cauldron of Storytellers (1994, 1996, 1997 and 1998),
poets Cycle (Municipality of Cordova 1998) Córdoba twentieth century poetry (Founder Ed 1999) Land of the spell 2005. (Ed Culture Córdoba Province. Heptagonal (Ed Argos 2008) Women Poets in the Land of the Clouds ED Mixteca Mexico 2008

I participated as a speaker at conferences organized by literature:
National University of Cordoba
's house in Buenos Aires Córdoba
tables in Córdoba Book Fair, Buenos Aires, Mendoza , San Javier, Alta Gracia.

When did you write? Why?

In the passing of life, we share the reality but each has a particular way of imagining it, and we explore our own territories that I recreated. And when I look back looking for the origin of this office does not accept offender laws of physics, not the language itself, which keeps us would say Olga Orozco, "suspended between enigmas" , which values \u200b\u200bthe words rather than gold, when I look back, I say, go back to a house, a yard short and a large garden where they took down the mountains with native espinillos, flavorings, magnolias and shady pine trees under whose shade sprouting mushrooms after rain.
And I listen to the clear notes my grandfather Pedro tore his guitar on warm summer evenings. And the stories of witches and princesses who told me my mother as she sewed on your machine or process incredible Singer-pudding plom Irish grandparents.
still hear the weaving of use as a dancing prodigy held by the thread of wool, that miracle came from the hands of Doña Aurora, Creole old woman who lived in my house and gave me her love. And the stories of Elena, her daughter, my nana, who joyfully relived in my mind of child poverty history.
When I look back I see the books in the library of my father and I hear his voice reciting poetry. I still listen to Delmira Agustini:

I had / two wings / Let the blue living as two sidereal / roots / wings / with all the miracles Life, Death / and illusion. (2) Surge

there in that house and the eye in the library where my own I see the world and discover themselves, and poet I lives seeking expression through a suggestive word to convene, and that testimony be allowed to survive, evade death, achieved through the written word immortality of the beloved.
In my book The footprint of the evening say

Behind
time I will only
..........
words written random
.......... in a book. They will
memory or forgetfulness (3)

be a poet is a destination, the greatest achievement is to the poem. So poetry allows us as Barthes would feel the joy, because it unsettles us and amazes us, throws us into the abyss cordless.
While poetry brings us closer to the disorder diffuse field, shows there are deep truths that are beyond the order established by a surface reality, the poet writes like a man who builds cranes for survival and the search of the unfathomable the suction of infinity enables us to circumvent the illusion perhaps forgotten.

In the book of hunting, say

paper cranes built in vacuum
and desperate flight leaves.
paper cranes dot the sky.
................. conjure an instant. Brief
space / time between the two.
In the ritual of waiting .......
the next move is poetry.

How would you describe your poetry?

My poetry is for me a quest, a lens for viewing the universe, try to recognize my own space I installed and discover various ways, changing and dispossessed. Each of my books is different, but each contains earth, sun, water and all beings who accompany me in this down the river. And I find that water is no longer the same and I'm not the same and my poems are not the same. I believe my poetry is tied to life, his men and women living in joy and sadness, I believe that my words sound good to the ear of the helpless and the powerful evil, I believe they have wings to bring love and leave on the night hope.

What authors influenced your poetry?

Many, many who would very difficult to list them without being unfair, but I can name a few as Olga Orozco, Jorge Luis Borges, Horacio Castillo, Glauce Baldovino, Romilio Rivero, Amelia Biagioni, Alejandro Nicotra, Pablo Neruda, my dear friend the poet Cesar Vargas, Sonia Rabinovich, Julio Castellanos .

What is the order you would like to accomplish with your poetry? Hold

sacred or essential message and save the word of his condition once efímera.Tal is this old slogan which I keep as a poet in my unconscious and drives me to write, the imperative to "rescue from oblivion a living, new meaning through the experience and appropriating it, to save the merciless river of forgetfulness. I would like to evade death and leave a fire to light up any reader. I would like to make a word to mobilize, which stirs and awakens the sleeping a dream of fantasy, I would like to move even a grain of sand on the desert world.

What poem would you choose if you had to choose one special? Why?

Difficult choice, if it is a poem of mine might be able to choose from:


I dig slowly. Remove
litter. Separate
bone dust.
Arrange everything in place.
Knowing what to do with what's left. Sort
words.
Find the tip of the iceberg.
Cut the knot.
Open the doors.
And miss
........... all that remains

I choose because it is somehow my
Poetics
How poetic language has changed over the years?

The universe is a stranger who is text to decipher, so the same at every step New puzzles are intended to reveal the word, so the years are discovering different ways to explain, perhaps in the unknown text, there are only words of love and death, Eros and Thanatos What else can we talk? But the renovation is ongoing. As with any new author, my first book is a baroque style that I have been leaving over time and the word has been stripped. I try to listen to the advice of Borges "The complex simplicity"
Me surprised my books, are each very different in form but the watchful eye are sure to find the same wings.
Why
you are born or made a writer?

When one has the intense need to write, "says Perla Suez, is because they first had the intense need to read. I think that writing can only be valid for any indication when he invites the reader to spell the word. (4)
When a writer is born is born a new reader to look for other experiences.
For more than life and my concern has put me in the way many great writers I read with pleasure and they are for my true masters, I keep my father's books, play your yellow pages and hear her voice as a music and learned to recognize the value melodious words, I learned from orality the value of pauses, silences and rhythm within each poem.

What advice would you give to a young writer / writer who began in this beautiful way of the WORD?

The poet and the angler, leans over the paper and looking at the sea of \u200b\u200blanguage words that you feed and give life to look from the bottom and find a way possible to enable it to understand the universe is an unfamiliar text to be deciphered, as Mallarmé said.
The poet looks at the sea of \u200b\u200blanguage, there is the food, so reading is a necessity imperative, a desire that becomes pleasure and challenge. And then the poet expects the metaphor, the word needed, created and recreated, and the hard work begins, painful and pleasant to the creation, like a birth.

In the wooden box

say I come here
insomniac so many, all these words
that struggle to emerge from dark mouths. Blessed
form of travel pregnant.
And here I am surrounded by air

cornered
attempt the flight, and on the edge
see my wings turn to dust.
But again, harsh, words to look for

those who talk and complain.
Am I crazy? Wonder.
What are all these voices? (5)

Words beset the poet, looking for questioning and that search does not end with the poem made, the poet once again found an open question, again the unspeakable, forbidden word, and again the challenge and endless.
Alejandro Nicotra says in his Art of Poetry:

you like poetry
Never write. You unspeakable
dressed however, similar words the
.......... Night,
I put in thine hand the ring of a goodbye.

But you're naked and follow me. (6)

Interrogator, imaginative, creative, poetic word is fundamentally critical and perhaps free parameters of modernity and its concept of beauty have been forgotten, perhaps avant-garde with its postulates combative and rebels have been overcome, perhaps the reality is fragmented and inundate us all the media with the paradox of modernity that offers a highly solitary world level and the human spirit.

poetry, literature in general can not escape the influence of time because it is the intimate expression of man, we see in contemporary literature and a sort of bricolage where the different fragments are giving way to combine heterogeneous in the non-place of language. But poetry, I think, must not fall into the banal, in the superfluous, the temptation of marketing. It should, however attempting to seek to escape the nihilism beauty of an era devoid of values \u200b\u200baccepted the challenge of the times, conducting a personal search in your own world where as a prism look at all the reflections of the current but without falling into the "anything goes" without succumbing to mediocrity, to the popularization of art and culture.

How do you see the publishing industry today?

The publishing industry is what it is: an industry, if it is honest is very respectable and creates many jobs. Some think that the industry is a sort of background stimulus and I think they are wrong. I think the problem faced by the poet at the time of editing is the lack of encouragement from the state, there is a policy of the book, there is no place for poetry in the budget, or in public spaces. No is valued proper culture, scarce rewards to help achieve the issue.
Stimulus Córdoba has a background that gave good contributions to culture but have been systematically removing funds. In bookstores hard to find books of poetry and local authors within (interior or small publishers) Poetry "no sold "and booksellers say why? Would take too long to explain but if you look at the school, the nursery, where poetry has been absent from school a long time and was free.
often are the same poets who do not buy books, that may prove in many forms, and talks about the little solidarity peer solidarity required to circulate the book, to read us poetry should circulate more among us, if we want others to read us.
I do not think there is only one responsible for this gap, this helplessness in which the poet is. There are many different but I think in large part due to the loss of values \u200b\u200b

If I had to recommend a book of poetry, prose, short stories, novels etc. What would you recommend?

Córdoba As I am recommending my province extraordinary authors who are great unknown in the rest of the country. The Book of Glauce Lucia Baldovino
Meeting Place Alejandro Nicotra The book of plants and amulets of Romilio Del Rivero and epitaph to Joy Caesar Vargas and of course many others.

What do you think of new ways of spreading the word, whether on web sites, literary cyber forums, virtual magazines, ñusleter, blogs etc?

I find excellent support for the dissemination of poetry and the work of every writer. Create invisible bridges that bring us together and unite us.
I am the coordinator of literary workshops The Internet is an extraordinarily rich tool to meet poets from different places, discover and recognize new poetics that allow other searches.

Finally Do you want to add something?

Every time we let the words run through the role we are expressing our conception of the world, especially the way we understand and feel life, and often find writing feelings, sensations, thoughts or ideas that were hidden even to ourselves, we knew we did not able to say with so much depth, because writing is a quest for meaning. This is the way we give meaning to our existence .
A writer friend Daniel Santoro, listening to a young poet who wrote that because poetry could express their anguish, could do catharsis, he said "That's what I have learned to say, because in truth, ask a why does poetry poet is like asking why birds sing, it is his nature. All people have a gift and to deploy it in all its magnitude is to honor the life and
Borges tells us how great not how fabulous is something, but imagine how great is everyday, the things that surround us in our own lives, we need only see and count them differently i magina other possibilities of the ordinary. It is usually treated imaginatively what constitutes the uniqueness of a good poem



LEONOR MAUVECIN


(1) Jorge Luis Borges, of The Maker (1960) Collected Works Vol II ed Emecé Arg
(2) Uruguayan poet, Cantos Delmira Agustini am Claudio Díaz García and Uruguay editors
1912 (3) Mauvecin Leonor footprint pm 1998 Boulevard Ed
Cba Arg (4) Argentina writer Perla Suez Voice newspaper interview inside
Cba (5) Leonor Mauvecin ed wood box
Argos 2005 (6) Open Binder Alejandro Nicotra Complete Works ed 2004 The copyist Cba Arg

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Stonecoat Gold Sporting Msrp



According
Dictionary of the English Royal Academy , we use the word claim for indicate 'to demand action and effect' or 'opposition or contradiction that makes something as unjust, showing not consent to it. " While in Argentina is used frequently, we discourage the use of the noun claim with those meanings.