lo que recuerdo es el ahora

Mientras espero en un consultorio, levanto la mirada del libro, fascinado por el detalle, la precisión imaginaria o no, que acompaña a la descripción de un recuerdo infantil. Hace diez años ya yo era adulto. Argumentablemente adulto. Hace diez años decoraba mi primer apartamento. Hoy, luego de leer este recuerdo infantil, me doy cuenta de […]

dos poemas sobre la guerra

Here dead we lie Because we did not choose To live and shame the land From which we sprung. Life, to be sure, Is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, And we were young. -A E Housman — Anthem for doomed youth What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only […]

Why me? (perfil de Alec Baldwin)

He pulled on the throttle, which became part of his rhetorical equipment: he slowed for reflective thought, then sped up again. He recalled a day, a few years ago, when he was driving through L.A., saw a car run a red light, smash into another car, and keep moving. Baldwin gave chase and, eventually, blocked […]