"For me there was a voice
There is a cave that leads to hidden spaces under the Pyramid of the "Feathered Serpent" in Teotihuacan, Mexico. It is said to contain mercury, which could be a signal that it was used by the ancients to recreate rivers or bodies of water in honor of a ruler lain to rest within those chambers. This is very interesting, since I just saw a documentary yesterday before I read the news of Mexico in which the mysteries of pyramids was the subject. In China, according to that documentary, there is a pyramid/mound which is rumored to contain a lavish tomb for their first king possibly featuring a replica of his city along with loads and loads of mercury to replicate the surrounding rivers and streams. So when I read about the Mexican pyramid tomb, I was awed at the mysteries of human antiquity.
How interesting that we live in a world of sequences and behaviors that repeat through the ages and replicate themselves across cultures which had never (supposedly) communicated with one another. And so, these instances of hidden chambers resurfacing seem to me like symbols of reemergence. A culture that refuses to die completely. A history that pumps with life, each pulse spreading the blood across the desiccated body urging it to rise. Things remain hidden until their time to comes. Then their resurgence is inevitable. Then it is unstoppable. The secrets of the old Americas keep punching back at modernity's insistence to close the books on them. They cannot be silenced. They demand to speak. Will we head their mercurial accounts?
Quick update about the book. I just did a search on Amazon and discovered that it is already available through their store. You read correcto, The Fluid Chicano
Eh aqui el poema que a causado sensacion...Que? En serio! Digo, you que gano con mentir? Bueno pues, como ven esta es la primera ves que subo algo totalmente en Es
To novices and pros alike...
Here's a call to action: How many of you are writers, poets, spoken word artists, painters, artisans, sculptors, actors, photographers?
You can answer by responding in the comments with a simple word. For example, if you are a writer, say "Writer." Now if you want to expand on it, you can. I ain't stopping ya'. Thanks!
Para principiantes y expertas/expertos...
Pregunta: Cuantos de ustedes son escritores, poetas, escultores, declamadores, artesanos, pintores, actors, o fotografos?
Puedes responder con una simple palabra en el area para comentarios abajo. Por ejemplo, si eres escritor, simplemente escribe "Escritor." Si acaso quieres elaborar tu respuesta, eres bienvenido. Gracias!
I really need your help. Please give me your advice, tips, feedback, criticism. I made this video with the help of a very kind friend who specializes in photography but also does video recording of events. However, doing a video of a person speaking to the camera takes a special set of skills and knowledge in directing the process. Therefore, this is what we came up with. We thought it was good, but we would like to make future ones great. Thanks for your help.
It's hard to say what the value of a piece of literature is. This is especially true when that piece of literature is yours. That is further complicated when the piece is a poem. Who writes poetry? Why? What is the aim? I don't know. But I am a poet. I write because something inside me compels me. What is the value of a single poem? The same as a compilation of poems. How could you ask a parent to choose between his or her kids? They are all my children. But the question changes when you view it from the point of view of the receiver/reader. Then is when the true worth AND meaning of a poem comes into play. I would argue that that is the only instance when that question is valid. What is the value of a poem? You tell me.
Recently I got a lot of praise for a piece that I submitted to my friends at Con Tinta, a "Chicano/Latino Writers' Collective" as part of the celebration of National Poetry Month, or "NaPoMo." I must confess, I was surprised to learn that my poem was well-received. Not because I doubted my abilities or because I purposely submitted something of inferior quality, but because when collaborating with others I tend to think that I am still learning and am not "as good" as they are. I guess it is a symptom of one being one's own worst critic. But in any case, that poem has gotten much love and I am grateful and humbled by that. If you wish to read that poem it is titled "Border Crossing" , linked here to the "La Bloga" blog. You'll need to scroll down a little. Or better yet, read the entire post until you get to my poem! :)
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