tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52901751545432223682024-03-04T23:04:55.209-06:00ella es poemaEscrituras de Pilar Rodríguez Aranda
Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-77499780582245466332022-02-23T10:52:00.000-06:002022-02-23T10:52:09.061-06:00Noviembre, mes de mi diablo...<span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br />
</span></span><a name='more'></a><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;">¡<span style="font-size: large;">NOVIEMBRE! Mes de mi cumple...y aviso de que se acerca el final de este <span style="color: #990000;"><b>2020</b></span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">La última vez que publiqué en este sitio fue en mayo. Desde entonces...voy
a intentar contarles lo acontecido en estos meses, con algo de desorden, pero intentando incluir todo, porque, pareciera haber pasado ya un año o más, y no
apenas un semestre.<br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">Para empezar, e irónicamente, a raíz de que la severidad de la pandemia ha obligado a organizar tantos
eventos en línea, este año he recibido muchas más invitaciones a
conversar o leer poesía, pues ya la distancia no ofrece obstáculo
alguno. <br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcn3d6UNyqU8X9ssMHEpbGOKNGQo6mCO8cH0LRWWj0ucaC1AjJrZ-xE3CWLNtlfJy83xG_JMNTuLrZTVoPQI_iT-mQBhO4qTNaX9CYuvkvFaXbZ-Y2S9Uban3UrQRlQq1c8rZx4BFn_zY/s960/120882535_1282159512117614_4474321922937014081_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="654" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcn3d6UNyqU8X9ssMHEpbGOKNGQo6mCO8cH0LRWWj0ucaC1AjJrZ-xE3CWLNtlfJy83xG_JMNTuLrZTVoPQI_iT-mQBhO4qTNaX9CYuvkvFaXbZ-Y2S9Uban3UrQRlQq1c8rZx4BFn_zY/w219-h320/120882535_1282159512117614_4474321922937014081_n.jpg" width="219" /></a>A principios de octubre, participé en el primer recital virtual, parte del Encuentro de Poesía POÉTICAS DE LA TERNURA, conducido por<span style="font-family: courier;"> Lia Garcia "La Novia Sirena", a través de </span></span><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b>Luchadoras</b>.</span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">Pueden ver el recital en Facebook Watch. <a href="https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=764284894417180" target="_blank"><b>Hagan clic aquí.</b></a></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br /></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: large;">También en octubre...</span><br /></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cjyqxeypFtGb7NJ7aBqgX-NKXYuIQ3cwJvnDzjuHW4EjsQdOb58emZoYda2RF0dypoo8mZS-_8A6_Cr7ljeUdzrYlya3OwDqT1LdhyJUUl5vzBSLp6F8WIv5JCPJwy8c1Z5fNigxMEk/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cjyqxeypFtGb7NJ7aBqgX-NKXYuIQ3cwJvnDzjuHW4EjsQdOb58emZoYda2RF0dypoo8mZS-_8A6_Cr7ljeUdzrYlya3OwDqT1LdhyJUUl5vzBSLp6F8WIv5JCPJwy8c1Z5fNigxMEk/w640-h480/3FE3DB5D-5FBC-4EDA-8F1D-6F6299FC5B93_1_105_c.jpeg" width="640" /></a></span></span></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">La estación de radio digital <b>Ah World Music!</b> me entrevistó, luego que a Alexis Herrera aka Viento Solar le regalaron mi CD DIÁLOGOS DE UNA MUJER DESPIERTA y le gustó tanto que me invitó a su programa <i><b>"Guess who's coming to..."</b></i></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://www.ahworldmusic.org/pilar-r-aranda-poemasmusicalizados/" target="_blank"><b>Pueden escuchar el programa completo haciendo clic aquí</b></a></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span><span style="font-family: courier;">También, pueden comprar el CD de manera digital o físico en mi página de bandcamp. Pagas mediante PayPal.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><a href="https://anarca.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank"><b>Haz clic aquí para escuchar y/o comprar CD.</b></a></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyx794i4L0d3QIw6sC607lE44uMITx_pvbZlrnfwn6o2aOmamTxk6iUQ0ozgWDRfanl2pLI0DSlRdOAodghW_CLuCfVsNOVccM3PjHhYDk7IF6B6Q8G95zGtghIT8vtk1eMKiRi7GGIAA/s2048/Screen+Shot+2020-11-14+at+2.56.40+PM.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyx794i4L0d3QIw6sC607lE44uMITx_pvbZlrnfwn6o2aOmamTxk6iUQ0ozgWDRfanl2pLI0DSlRdOAodghW_CLuCfVsNOVccM3PjHhYDk7IF6B6Q8G95zGtghIT8vtk1eMKiRi7GGIAA/w640-h400/Screen+Shot+2020-11-14+at+2.56.40+PM.png" width="640" /></a></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: medium;"></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b> </b></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><b> </b><br /></span><p></p><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEd-B5fxtmsHNMD_BF1wM85vZevKbXXAdoYfrBAOjnIgiPZe5cRx_-mV6nVtlDhBUWUyLYzwZy9bU_EJ6rqrNAsQZW2UwRvIy2WcFHo-6bDfAKFgstnoppoTN4X1YjIzgKdtIY-IaEO8/s1280/WhatsApp+Image+2020-08-12+at+14.38.33.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1223" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFEd-B5fxtmsHNMD_BF1wM85vZevKbXXAdoYfrBAOjnIgiPZe5cRx_-mV6nVtlDhBUWUyLYzwZy9bU_EJ6rqrNAsQZW2UwRvIy2WcFHo-6bDfAKFgstnoppoTN4X1YjIzgKdtIY-IaEO8/s320/WhatsApp+Image+2020-08-12+at+14.38.33.jpeg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">El 21 de agosto tuve el gusto de compartir la pantalla-escenario con Beatriz Saavedra y Mar Beltrán, en un conversatorio poético con Arturo Texcahua, fundador de TRAJIN LITERARIO, </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span><span style="font-family: courier;">editorial </span></span>que publicó mi libro Insistencia en el sueño (también disponible en <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08NGT51ZD/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Insistencia+en+el+sue%C3%B1o&qid=1605395717&sr=8-1" target="_blank">Kindle</a>, y otros formatos electrónicos.)</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;">Un mes después, en septiembre 26, fue la culminación de meses de preparación de 3 grandes lecturas globales en el marco del movimiento global por la paz, la justicia y el cambio social, <a href="www.100TPC.org">100 Thousand Poets for Change</a> ó 100 Mil Poetas por el Cambio, del que soy co-fundadora en México. Desde hace 10 años, se realizan lecturas simultáneas en todo el mundo, el último sábado de septiembre, y durante el resto del año, en algunos casos.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> Ese mismo
día hubo 2 lecturas globales, una por la mañana y otra a mediodía, que tuve el honor de presentar junto
con Terri Carrión.</span></span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Ese mismo día, por la noche, junto con mis compañerx de <b>Colectiva Poéticas</b> presentamos otro evento virtual, parte de la misma celebración, pero con un enfoque distinto. Para diciembre tendremos versiones editadas de los poetas por individual, pero mientras tanto, pueden visitar nuestras páginas en Facebook (y próximamente Youtube), para ver de qué trata <b>#PoetikasDisidentx</b></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;">PUBLICACIONES?</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;">https://www.amazon.com/Springtime-Paradise-Became-Project-Anthology/dp/B08BG1BRSF?fbclid=IwAR1QOKtDkCZp8prcjdPV-NMvFqecBalZtEHwbHVQdTEafdBQSPTZ7aWokQ8</span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: courier;"><span style="font-family: courier;">POR VENIR... Grabé en video varios de los poemas
que aparecen en mi libro Asunto de mujeres, y que serán parte de NoMBRE y
al aire el 22 de noviembre, Centro Javier Villaurrutia </span></span></span></p>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-84535709810122850092022-02-22T22:39:00.003-06:002022-02-22T22:39:46.709-06:00Mr. Goodbar on TVI.<br />All so seducing<br /><br />touch is limited<br /><br />Body in need<br /><br />Diane Keaton with a pillow<br />Between the legs<br /><br />explore solitude<br /><br />Not in other people's asses<br /><br />Wine silences it all<br />We pray Dio Nisius<br />Dios Nuestro<br />Anaesthesia<br /><br />lust provocation<br />safe game<br />dance played<br />ritual thrown<br /><br />Can't get enough, eh?<br /><br />Waiting, Keaton opens <br />the bottle<br />a virgin again and again<br />afraid of black<br />possessive<br />horny<br /><br />cocaine for insatisfaction<br /><br />lustful<br />for unpredictability<br /><br />Attractive destruction<br /><br />II.<br />Is sexuality our weakness?<br />Is it our source or is it our sin?<br /><br />Silence all around<br /><br />The telephone<br />instrument of torture<br /><br />interrupting the construction<br />of illusion<br /><br />Sour notes<br />Death in the family<br /><br />totally unfeeling<br />resentful<br />untrustful<br /><br />My anger is his power<br />He promises air<br />offers air<br />gives air<br /><br />(and so do I)<br /><br />love me<br />so we can make it<br /><br />don't lie to me<br /><br />don't give me painkillers<br /><br />My world is yours<br />this heart will break<br /><br />III.<br />the telephone rings<br />I jump<br /><br />empty all<br />a little...<br />provocation<br /><br />our borders<br />undefined<br />my cunt<br />hurts<br /><br />uncontrollable<br />imagination<br />deep into dreaming<br /><br />a lighter in the dark<br /><br />you heard your dad,<br />you're a whore,<br />a freak<br /><i>libre para ser puta</i><br /><br />I'm curious<br /><br />exploring deep<br />into the self<br />and its coat<br /><br />sweeping away<br />the night<br />(Out of sight<br />an ovule is dying)<br /><br />IV.<br />Your voice has drifted away<br /><br />Slow death, loneliness<br /><br />A knife<br />a Cross<br />Her Heart<br />Left her dead.Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-91795671403177701602022-02-22T22:38:00.000-06:002022-02-22T22:38:57.507-06:00Another Healing PoemYou trespassed the limits of my trust.<br />You were the father, I, the daughter.<br />For each, we were one and the other.<br />You were the one who broke the universe<br />existent between me & my mother.<br />With fear and shame<br /> and anger<br />I told her you were really the other.<br />You told her I was a liar<br />and forced her to believe you<br />by threatening with departing.<br />After that I even thought,<br />maybe I just imagined <br />You telling me, "Let me touch <br />you there." There, where <br />it hurt. The blossoming<br />of my being mujer-<br />After that I never quite <br />trusted <br />my memories.<br />And I buried my feelings<br />deep in silence.<br />Beating myself.<br />Marrying someone who<br />would do the ego-beating/<br />soul-pecking for me.<br />Reinforce the hate I felt<br />towards my own self.<br />My molested self, my<br />invaded self, my denied<br />self.<br />I wasn't one or the other.<br />I had been left out<br />by my father & my mother.<br />I must have been evil.<br />I must have been ugly.<br />I must have been full<br /> of errores<br /> -¡horrores!<br /><br />I wake up today<br />with a child within my belly.<br />And try to find the forgiveness,<br />the love I'm supposed to feel.<br />After all, you are my father.<br />Now, I am one.<br />Not any more, you, the other.<br />At some time you must have found<br />a place to hide your hunger.<br />A space to fly away <br /> from your thunder<br />of memories you denied<br />but welled up from yonder.<br />No tears are left shining.<br />No pity, no ponder.<br />There once was a man,<br />there once was his daughter.<br />Sadness is left to wander.<br />He lost and might not even know it.<br />She told. And told. And told.<br />And continues to tell.<br />The cleaning<br /> /healing clatter of words.<br />Pain fading away<br />like an echo.Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0Mexico23.634501 -102.552784-4.6757328361788453 -137.709034 51.944734836178846 -67.396534tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-14788713149759196302022-02-22T22:35:00.004-06:002022-02-22T22:35:43.836-06:00Her Heart Stopped<o:p></o:p> <br /><div class="MsoSubtitle"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i> Siddhartha knew how to think, wait and fast</i></span><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />1.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">The train lulled him into the news<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">after having cut communication<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">literally<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">His home being across the ocean <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">seven hours later<br /><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />On a train where one couldn’t stop<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">and go back <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">there was no point but to continue<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />to ride along <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the river of the souls<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />The train lulled and framed the passage <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">of presence without time<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">past and future, desire and promise<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">all mingled and floating<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">inside <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />while their bodies were conduced <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">away from the tunnel of maybe<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">and into the writhing of the river<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />He had to think his way through, sober <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Open to what his sole (soul) being was telling him<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />He had to wait (he had to)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">just be an optimist<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">just be<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />And fast-<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">fast wasn’t the tempo of the ride<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />The beauty and the sameness<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Their humble place before it all<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Colors, and a magnitude of life<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">which they could never encompass<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">in all of their creations together<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Their significance and their insignificance<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">all at once<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">except they couldn’t apprehend it all<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />We only let in some <i>(</i><span lang="ES-TRAD"><i>atisbos</i></span><i>)<o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />All at once we would explode<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">so we master <i>the art of leaving</i><span style="font-style: normal;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal">like the river<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><br />2.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">It was their loneness<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">which brought them together<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">two rivers diluting in each other<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />It wasn’t loneliness<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">it was only that they were alone<span lang="ES-TRAD"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><span lang="ES-TRAD"><i>(tan solo estaban solos)<o:p></o:p></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />There are never answers <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">only tunnels and possibilities<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />There are cycles and repetitions-<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Opportunities to return-<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Opportunities sometimes lost<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Yet a hand, an embrace, should never be denied<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"> -clouds and trees and a clacking hill<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><i>energy travels in an eliptical way<o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><i>that is why the return is eternal<o:p></o:p></i></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />back to the train-<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />sounds of violent times<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">savage<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the echo of death and loss<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the echo that touched them<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal">Death, sex, fear and the impossibilities<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">- the darkness - of love<br /><o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><br />3.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">A heart stopped on the other side of the ocean<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">(cut communication left only echoes)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><i>Mesa Verde</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> was Silence<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal">Reality was now <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Through the speed of an engine<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">they would be back to reality <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">reality that was and is <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">except <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">it would never be the same<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />He made things happen<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">(He was blessed and damned<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">like all the rest)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><br />4.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Then, all that was left <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">was the lulling<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the passage of the train<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />the water<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />the return <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Floating like the river<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">with its source and its power<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />Floating, waiting<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">becoming <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">liquid <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />(fasting)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />till the end of it all<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-77368058970266190952022-02-22T22:31:00.000-06:002022-02-22T22:31:57.522-06:00The Neighbour<div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="EN-AU" style="font-size: 9pt;"><i> for the painter<o:p></o:p></i></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">We were like mirrors<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Both <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">artists <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">planning: waiting<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">to move: to leave<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Each on their own terms<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Large windows <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Mine facing South<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">His facing North<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-AU">-disconcerting to watch, to be watched<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">To watch became to desire<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Surely that was not <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">reflecting love <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Both <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">having moved<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">from relationships<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">for a long time cultivated <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">controlled: continued <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-AU">-disconcerting motions<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">His work turned out <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">to be<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">a circle<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">in the middle of moving<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">images<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">My moving<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">images<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">turned out <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">to be<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">a returning circle<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">A mirror that was <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">there <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">to reflect<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Surely that was sex<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">It worked <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">both ways<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Now<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">the apartment across mine<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">has no more meaning<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">Both <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-AU">are empty<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN-AU">-disconcerting darkness</span><br /><br /><br /><span lang="EN-AU"></span><br /><span lang="EN-AU"></span><br /><span lang="EN-AU"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-66305657960194914772022-02-22T22:27:00.002-06:002022-02-22T22:27:37.066-06:00Bare Flight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUlKw1QZ1NZRj6FzdwIwPkhn0E6AEWmNeNbC-ODizuisDsPcW9oV35qEWKsmdlPicVITECeIf3FyZdzfR1rXtJ0ep4sPubTzHkk5GwX1LE2QEbATX9G7lDy4fFufgiGpzFKqX9ljajBRc/s1600-h/9427_1241419281856_1420541759_30688837_4354621_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUlKw1QZ1NZRj6FzdwIwPkhn0E6AEWmNeNbC-ODizuisDsPcW9oV35qEWKsmdlPicVITECeIf3FyZdzfR1rXtJ0ep4sPubTzHkk5GwX1LE2QEbATX9G7lDy4fFufgiGpzFKqX9ljajBRc/s320/9427_1241419281856_1420541759_30688837_4354621_n.jpg" /></a></div>I am thinking of skin, bare, and of a kiss, deep and wet and long.<o:p></o:p><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Thousands of miles above the Earth, and that’s what occupies my mind: a long, wet, deep (imagined) kiss. My skin longing to be naked, so as to touch and feel another (bare) skin.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Deep breathing. I close my tired eyes, being thousands of miles up in the sky. I imagine myself without clothes. My lips are dry, waiting to drink from a generous mouth.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Two, four, maybe six hands begin to explore and touch my nipples, my thighs, my toes.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I begin to feel so wet and ready, opening the long depths of my desire to the most beautiful (imagined) cock, the softest, not too thick, but long.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Now, my mouth is salivating, wishing to satiate my lust. I imagine one finger has found one way, another has found yet another.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I am naked and this plane is empty. It’s only me, and the octopus-like image I have created under my closed eyes. It’s only pure desire born naturally, my body is not tired. Only my eyes are closed.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I am all skin, wet where I should be, baring a deep longing. To be touched, maybe not a thousand miles above, but rather, in the depths of my bare soul. With a long kiss (and more) wetting it all.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">This plane with no seats or noise. The air like water, thick as thought. Me, and many hands, and mouths, and cocks. Eyes closed. <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Still, flying above.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">October 2nd, 2009<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-73401137396709271062022-02-22T22:25:00.004-06:002022-02-22T22:25:56.368-06:00Mean Streak<div class="MsoNormal"> <link href="file:///Users/anarca/Library/Preferences/Microsoft/Clipboard/msoclip1/01/clip_clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link> <style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:ES-TRAD;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <i>for Stan<br /></i></div><link href="file:///Users/anarca/Library/Preferences/Microsoft/Clipboard/msoclip1/01/clip_clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link> <style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:ES-TRAD;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --></style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal">1.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">In your dream<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">my home was surrounded by thick woods<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Incomplete yet cozy<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">You felt the warmth <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">(Later on you’d say you really were inside me<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the home being my vagina)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">You walked through it<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">My unfinished home: the idea I live in, or rather<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">your idea I live in<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">In your dream<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">I am sort of half finished and vulnerable<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Pure imperfection<br /><br /><o:p></o:p>Next morning you shared your dream <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">and told me <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">that, once awake, you saw the sign: Take Care<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Now I find myself setting that sign firmly<br />at the entrance <o:p></o:p>of this home of mine<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">with soft floors and open windows<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I do not want to build a fort nor do I wish to be <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">left out in the open<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">with no walls to call my own<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">You’ve made echoes and my echoes glow<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Seem to be repeating and yet<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the tone is earthlier<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the hope is merrier<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">the word is alien<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">and the home is me<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The house might not even be mine<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">maybe you were never inside<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"> <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;">After all, it was your dream.</span></div> <br /><div class="MsoNormal"><style><!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:ES-TRAD;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --></style> </div><div class="MsoNormal">2.<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">In my dream<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">we coincided<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">as it only happens in dreams<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">When I felt your hand on my back<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">under my shirt<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">your voice, which was mine<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">(after all, it was my dream)<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">said you couldn’t have<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">sex no more <o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">without feelings<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">In my dream I found myself<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">as in so many of my dreams<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">in a house where I had never been<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">So many times I find myself<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">in my dreams<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">in large, stuffed houses<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Always dark<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Maybe in spite of it<br />my dreams are<o:p></o:p> telling me<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">which way to find<o:p></o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">a house of light<o:p></o:p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;">without confusions.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">These 2 dreams were in different languages, in 2 different countries: my dream in Spanish, his, in English. The Spanish version at<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="http://poemasdella-anarca.blogspot.com/">http://poemasdella-anarca.blogspot.com/</a></span> <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt;"></span> </div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-90458459627690183112022-02-22T22:25:00.002-06:002022-02-22T22:25:23.256-06:00A Sad Night Song<br /><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">The night isn’t young anymore and I have dropped my native language</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">My native skin and my native soul</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Some men are danger: they are holding fibs and knives</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They talk in sweet amber because they are so sad tonight</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Even more than we, females, are</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They drop women like they drop a candy wrapper</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">As long as they can have another one </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The old night is getting light and turning white just like my hair</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I dyed it once or twice but dropped that too</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Some men kill women younger than my daughter</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They do horrible things I would rather not mention or echo</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Hoping they didn’t exist </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They even deny it and protect their kin, their gender </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">As long as they feel young and dandy</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The night is never ending and I have forgotten to bring a lantern</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I have forgotten my real name and gotten lost</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Some men seem to be aliens incapable of sorrow </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They have many names and only worry among themselves</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I do pity them </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They are not my brother or my son but they think like my father</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Have betrayed me like he </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The night continues to age and I keep leaving behind</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">My native roots filled with mud and shame </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Some men are shadows invading our shattered childhoods</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They hide and lie and protect their own making up laws</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Written in blood and dead matter</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They throw those lies like they throw our bodies after chewing on them</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">As long as it's theirs, that last bite</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The night isn’t young anymore but I want to take her back as if she were I</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">My native land and my native sky </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Some men are also victims even if they don’t know why</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They snort in shallow fields as whiteness has forsaken them</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Even farther from their fathers than we are</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">They can only hate themselves and blame our femaleness </span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Just because they cannot feel her inside</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; min-height: 15px;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;">The night is me I want her back my native darkness I will take it</span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><br /></span></div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-46491956446226490382022-02-22T22:23:00.005-06:002022-02-22T22:23:21.827-06:00Sounds like sin<span style="font-size: large;"></span><span style="font-size: large;">Generous fantasy emerges from </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">the dark corner where my moon hides.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Shy dancer of my secret desires</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Passer by that waived my heart.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Hedonist mirror of my soul, </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">intruder of my haunted will.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Aware of my thirst for sin,</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I am now possessed by your ghost.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I thought I could touch you like the wind, </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">without leaving victims by my side.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">I was wandering the wrong night,</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">at the wrong time, in the wrong dream.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Arrogant lion, I rather only play</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">with the simple sounds of your name.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">Platonic delight, I only want to lie </span><br /><span style="font-size: large;">like Sor Juana, the poetess’ way.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-52581067348051707862022-02-22T22:21:00.001-06:002022-02-22T22:21:20.305-06:00Bilingüe Fool<p> </p>
<br /><div style="font: 10.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Words sometimes are</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>puras chingaderas</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>Repeticiones parangoneras</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Repetitions of <i>falsas promesas</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>Pochas calmas de monolingua espera</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Why, I have even switched codes</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">as if in disguise</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>Las</i> words somehow have become</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">my way to surmise</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Pages of <i>dolor - rincón</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Looking for an impossible <i>perdón</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Worst of all</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Looking for entendimiento</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>Las palabras siempre engañan</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>¿Es</i> love? ¿<i>Es</i> lust?</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>¿Cómo los separas?</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i>¿Cuál es el que nos chitea?</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Do you know what you <i>quieres?</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Do <i>yo?</i></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Originally Published in:</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><br /></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Voices of Mexico, Núm. 90, CISAN UNAM, Mexico, Spring-Summer 2011, ISSN: 0186-9418</span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Times; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">INTERVIEW & POEM: </span><a href="http://www.revistascisan.unam.mx/Voices/pdfs/9018.pdf" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">http://www.revistascisan.unam.mx/Voices/pdfs/9018.pdf</span></a></div>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-1434449813196890362021-06-20T17:45:00.001-05:002021-06-20T18:08:04.913-05:002021 <p><span aria-live="polite" class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="http://nationalbeatpoetryfoundation.org/index.php/pilar-rodriguez-aranda/" target="_blank">National Beat Poetry Foundation Page</a></span><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJCSJHC2DZCppp07g11c7MN0HarDS52r00TxicpAS_76Dq9MUVhlfLZaGhsYReZPKK8KQohf1mfmUPxCFCuwJhrd0A1m_Gof7oc5k8AIFAWWLjmqAM8RLJb64-_SO49yRtRna2pQHe3o/s960/194769486_5590575157679275_5139664436106377464_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="648" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJCSJHC2DZCppp07g11c7MN0HarDS52r00TxicpAS_76Dq9MUVhlfLZaGhsYReZPKK8KQohf1mfmUPxCFCuwJhrd0A1m_Gof7oc5k8AIFAWWLjmqAM8RLJb64-_SO49yRtRna2pQHe3o/w432-h640/194769486_5590575157679275_5139664436106377464_n.jpg" width="432" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-92122238126425524772020-04-17T20:53:00.001-05:002020-04-18T18:54:21.229-05:00Publicaciones y recuento 2019-2020...<span style="font-size: large;">Acabo de terminar una nueva entrada en mi blog <a href="https://anarcafilms.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><b>anarcafilms</b></a>,
donde mantengo un registro de mi trabajo como video artista, luego de
meses, si no es que años, de no hacerlo. Hay tantas herramientas pero
tan poco tiempo, que a veces uno acaba perdiendo control. Sin embargo,
en estas épocas de confinamiento, el tiempo se multiplica y ya no
tenemos pretexto para renovar, organizar, revisitar...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Haciendo
un recuento del año pasado, lo primero que me viene a la mente, además
de las lecturas y otras actividades realizadas en el Centro Cultural
Tijuana (CECUT), es el tendedero, micrófono abierto, y mini-taller de
escritura que tuvimos en comunidad, creando y leyendo poemas en el marco
del movimiento
global <a href="http://www.100tpc.org/" target="_blank">100 Mil Poetas por el Cambio</a>.
Se agradece el apoyo del entonces director del departamento de
literatura, el poeta Alberto Paz y a Bianka Santana, directora del
CECUT.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">La poesía con sentido comunitario me lleva a pensar en dos de las antologías en las que participé el año pasado.</span> <span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://www.bardsagainsthunger.com/" target="_blank">BARDS AGAINST HUNGER,</a> poesía que (literalmente) alimenta, donando a los hambrientos mediante la venta de su antología y otras actividades. </span><br />
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Pueden ordenar copias haciendo <a href="https://www.bardsagainsthunger.com/bards-against-hunger-5-year-book.html" target="_blank">clic aquí</a></span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Otra antología que siempre vale la pena es la publicación anual <b><a href="https://writingforpeace.org/dovetales-in-print/" target="_blank">DoveTales</a>,</b> publicada por la organización<b> <a href="https://writingforpeace.org/about/" target="_blank">Writing for Peace</a> </b>Formo parte de su <a href="https://writingforpeace.org/writing-for-peace-advisory-panel/pilar-rodriguez-aranda/" target="_blank">Consejo Consultivo</a>
desde hace ya varios años. Anualmente convocan a un concurso de
escritores jóvenes, y el trabajo de los seleccionados se publica en la
antología junto con autores de trayectoria.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">El título de la
última antología (impresa, porque ahora hay otra versión digital,
también anual) fue "Empatía en el arte: Abrazando al otro".</span><br />
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Pueden ordenar copias haciendo <a href="https://writingforpeace.org/purchase-empathy-in-art-embracing-the-other/" target="_blank">clic aquí</a></span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">También el año pasado fui seleccionada para ser parte de la 3a. Generación del proyecto NIDO DE POESÍA, de <a href="https://losojosdeltecolote.com/author/pilar-rodriguez/" target="_blank"><b>Los Ojos del Tecolote</b></a>. Siempre un gusto ser parte de acciones y antologías poéticas de generaciones más jóvenes (de edad, nomás).</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">La verdad es que he
participado en otras antologías, pero mayormente, desde el 2018, mi compañero y yo nos hacemos cargo de la
<a href="https://www.google.com/maps/place/Librer%C3%ADa+de+Gerardo/@32.5337331,-117.0374989,17z/data=!3m1!4b1!4m5!3m4!1s0x80d949ab7365a105:0x95d3ae05f0873af6!8m2!3d32.5337331!4d-117.0353102" target="_blank"><b>Librería de Gerardo,</b></a> acá en Tijuana. Eso ha sido todo un proceso de aprendizaje. Por lo pronto, nos hemos visto obligados a cerrar, pero una vez que pase la emergencia sanitaria y reabramos, podrán conseguir ahí mis libros físicos, y mi CD. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mientrastanto...aprovecho para
anunciarles que ya pueden adquirir 2 de mis poemarios
en Kindle (si tienen Kindle unlimited, algunos títulos son o serán gratuitos), y estoy en proceso de publicar varios más. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Por lo pronto, pueden adquirir mi poemario <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B086GV5LYN/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0" target="_blank"><b>Género F,</b></a> en versión Kindle o impresa, y mi poemario bilingüe <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07B6G681M/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0" target="_blank"><b>Una Familia Más,</b></a> de la editorial EtalContenidos, </span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"> en versión electrónica solamente, </span>en mi página de <a href="https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B07HHGFDTJ" target="_blank"><b>Amazon</b></a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Gracias, ya saben que también me encuentran en <a href="https://www.facebook.com/PilarRodriguezAranda/" target="_blank">Facebook</a>. ¡Manténganse sanos! </span><br />
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<br />Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-59872379754320275772018-09-28T16:09:00.004-05:002018-09-28T17:11:05.029-05:00QUEBRANTADA*I<br />
Se bebió mis sueños<br />
Quedé seca<br />
estúpida<br />
hipnotizada<br />
<br />
Me amó como a una niña<br />
mientras yo luchaba<br />
por ser<br />
completa<br />
siguiéndolo a ciegas<br />
hasta que golpeé la pared<br />
que me rodeaba<br />
<br />
<br />
II<br />
Tengo que expulsar la oscuridad<br />
mirarla bajo la luz<br />
y hablarle, mi otra mitad<br />
<br />
Estar con ella para equilibrar<br />
mi miedo de ser<br />
negro o blanco: suya o mía<br />
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Abandono un pasado<br />
bardeado por tristezas<br />
Escapo dentro y a través<br />
del reflejo de mi rostro<br />
izquierdo lado izquierdo <br />
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III<br />
En cama hasta que encuentro<br />
valor para ignorar el mundo<br />
(él sabe y odio su saber)<br />
<br />
Nada es peor que este silencio<br />
-hostilidad latente<br />
<br />
(la figura masculina, enorme<br />
obligándose en mi boca sin huída<br />
nadie en casa mas que él<br />
y mi cuerpo de niña<br />
temerosa)<br />
<br />
La figura masculina se acerca<br />
no puedo seguir creando<br />
al pendiente estoy<br />
destruyendo(me)<br />
<br />
Debo huir o jugar<br />
a agradar<br />
<br />
No puedo amar a uno sólo<br />
porque son todos el mismo<br />
Enormes cómplices<br />
que se imponen<br />
a las pequeñas que no saben<br />
<br />
Él sabe y ella lo odia<br />
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IV<br />
La luna se asoma<br />
Yo quiero huir<br />
No haber nacido<br />
Nacer otra vez<br />
Vagar sin parar<br />
No salir de la cama<br />
Ser un animal<br />
Gritar sin angustia<br />
Callar sin temor<br />
La luna es mi tumba<br />
Embestida al corazón<br />
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Te necesito, no puedo decirlo<br />
No quiero decirlo, no te necesito<br />
Quiero dejar de ser<br />
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V<br />
En la oscuridad sin sombra<br />
sin gota de rocío al amanecer<br />
tan sólo frases en mi cuaderno<br />
siento la soledad que encierra el miedo<br />
amarillo como luna de otoño<br />
rojo como hoja manchada<br />
de sangre<br />
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La luna se esconde tras nubes grises<br />
Así como ella yo me instalo<br />
detrás del milagroso muro del olvido<br />
<br />
(El dolor y nadie que me crea)<br />
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VI<br />
Ofrezco mi cuerpo al que lo acepte<br />
Lo ofrezco al que me ofrezca más<br />
¿y qué? tomarlo y huir<br />
como al principio<br />
Porque decir no es inútil<br />
Porque decir no es suicidio<br />
Porque nadie escucha<br />
Porque no hay razones<br />
mas que las mías<br />
y no me puedo acordar ya<br />
ni quién soy.<br />
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*Del poemario, "Asunto de Mujeres", publicado en el 2012 por la editorial <a href="http://cascadadepalabrascartonera.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Cascada de Palabras.</a> Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-60056562505209706612018-09-19T14:34:00.001-05:002018-09-19T14:34:12.939-05:00Ya casi es otoño<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mi silencio no se debe a que no pase nada en mi vida, sino todo lo contrario. Es una época de esas que son para vivirlas; uno tiene que elevarse a la altura de las circunstancias y sus exigencias. Cuando hay proyectos y se adquieren compromisos, hay que llevarlos hasta donde deban de llegar.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Este 2018 queda marcado porque llegaron al público en general dos de mis poemarios. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">El primero, UNA FAMILIA MÁS / ONE MORE FAMILY, fue publicado en marzo, en formato digital, e-book, con la editorial <a href="http://www.etalcontenidos.com/" target="_blank"><b>et.al e-ditorial con ñ</b></a>. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">El poemario es bilingüe y pueden descargarlo en las principales plataformas de venta, como <a href="https://www.amazon.com.mx/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?__mk_es_MX=%C3%85M%C3%85%C5%BD%C3%95%C3%91&url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=pilar+rodriguez+aranda" target="_blank">Amazon</a> o contactar directamente a la editorial para hacer la compra directa con ellos.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">El otro libro que despegó de mis manos este año fue INSISTENCIA EN EL SUEÑO, en un formato más tradicional, bajo el sello de la editorial independiente <a href="http://trajineros.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><b>Trajín Literario.</b></a> Pueden buscarlos en librerías de la ciudad de México, o directamente, con la editorial.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tengo algunos poemas nuevos y otros no tanto que han sido publicados este año, en antologías como: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Voces-Spanish-Mar%C3%ADa-Farazdel-Palitachi/dp/1732073643" target="_blank"><b>VOCES DEL CAFE</b></a>, <a href="https://writingforpeace.org/purchase-empathy-in-art-embracing-the-other/" target="_blank"><b>DOVETALES: EMPATHY IN ART</b></a> (<a href="https://writingforpeace.org/shop-now/" target="_blank"><b>DoveTales</b></a> publica cada año una antología en la que tengo el honor de participar desde hace varios años, como autora y como parte de su Consejo Consultivo), y próximamente, <a href="http://www.vagabondbooks.net/" target="_blank"><b>EXTREME</b>.</a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">También online me han publicado algunos textos, que pueden encontrar: </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Uno, en la página del <a href="https://poetryandartsd.com/2018/03/26/pilar-rodriguez-aranda/" target="_blank">San Diego Art Institute. </a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://hysteria.mx/14043/" target="_blank"><b>Dos poemas</b></a> en la revista <b>Hysteria</b>, que publicó 3 números dedicados al tema de la Vejez, visto desde el arte feminista, bajo la selección editorial de la artista y curadora Elizabeth Ross.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">También, uno de mis favoritos, <a href="https://poemswithoutbordersselection.wordpress.com/2018/04/11/pilar-rodriguez-aranda-the-extraction/" target="_blank"><b>LA EXTRACCIÓN / THE EXTRACTION.</b></a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>OTROS PROYECTOS ARTISTICOS Y DE VIDA</b></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></h3>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Luego de meses de edición y de comunicarse por email, chat y videoconferencias, con el ingeniero en la India, la App <b>CAOSOFIA</b> ya está disponible en <b><a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.Caosofia" target="_blank">Google Play</a> </b>y<b> <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/app/id1413087022" target="_blank">App Store</a></b>. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Este proyecto es uno de los muchos en los que estoy involucrada junto con mi compañero de vida, y con él es que vivo en Tijuana, entre los más recientes es el estar ambos a cargo de la <a href="https://www.facebook.com/librotijuana/" target="_blank"><b>Librería de Gerardo</b></a>, en el mero centro de esta ciudad fronteriza. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Vivo en Tijuana, pero me invitan más a leer al norte de la frontera, en el vecino condado de San Diego, en California. Así que ahora vivo literalmente una vida de cruzar fronteras, lenguajes y lenguas, cotidianamente. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Quizá retome el hábito del blog, o quizá sea solo la actualización anual. En todo caso, les agradezco haber pasado por aquí, y por su interés en mi trabajo. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sinceramente, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/PilarRodriguezAranda/" target="_blank"><b>Pilar R. Aranda</b></a></span></span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDIGkdpvIwbgIbTC5xgJfp1caoVWBbZDXdloskXnRqSH1A-UrFyxf7yEGZfknyf4eZKmYRUxzNvHV3ppDunYI7S1HPZ0Lwoluk_AFJuMQJ3DozbbUmePs07A_JkeZnm8EUSSi22_G1dGI/s1600/CD+Cover+%2526+2+Pages.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="488" data-original-width="1600" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDIGkdpvIwbgIbTC5xgJfp1caoVWBbZDXdloskXnRqSH1A-UrFyxf7yEGZfknyf4eZKmYRUxzNvHV3ppDunYI7S1HPZ0Lwoluk_AFJuMQJ3DozbbUmePs07A_JkeZnm8EUSSi22_G1dGI/s640/CD+Cover+%2526+2+Pages.jpg" width="640" /></a>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-41890802840000720542016-11-21T16:30:00.000-06:002016-11-21T16:54:32.102-06:00Festival de POEsía TIjuana-SAn Diego POETISA 2016<div style="text-align: left;">
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Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comTijuana, Baja California, Mexico32.5149469 -117.0382471000000432.3006684 -117.36097060000003 32.7292254 -116.71552360000004tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-74229367834487108072016-11-21T16:07:00.000-06:002016-11-21T16:17:48.441-06:00Varios poemas de Pilar Rodríguez Aranda, Hysteria, 2016<div style="text-align: center;">
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Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-81611669745962127872015-07-16T19:24:00.000-05:002016-11-21T14:53:42.164-06:00Mi poema Muerte, traducido al alemánEntre a la revista en línea:<br />
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Alemania, 7 de junio, 2015<br />
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<br />Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-27678123067659204042015-03-07T16:44:00.000-06:002016-11-21T15:00:16.966-06:00Presentación del libro Cantar de Espejos, Mérida, marzo 2015<div style="text-align: center;">
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Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-11990655371769761292015-02-28T17:12:00.000-06:002016-11-21T15:17:00.293-06:00XXXVI Feria Internacional del libro del Palacio de Minería, 28 de febrero 2015<div style="text-align: center;">
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Con la directora y fundadora de la editorial Cascada de Palabras Cartonera, y el poeta Herman Bellinghausen en la Feria del libro de la UNAM. Presenté mi libro Asunto de Mujeres, editado en la colección Escritores en su Tinta de la editorial de Mónica Gameros.</div>
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Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-77498628355565455852015-01-22T20:00:00.000-06:002015-05-07T23:38:14.850-05:00CORAZONES LUCHADORES. Malinalco, jueves 22 de enero del 2015Por segunda vez me presento en La Casa de Valentina, en Malinalco, esta vez acompañada por el poeta chicano Abel Salas. Este jueves 22 de enero del 2015, a las 20 hrs.<br />
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Estaremos acompañados por PsikeDeloum, músicos de Malinalco.<br />
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El 19 noviembre del 2014 con PsikeDeloum armamos una noche "feministoide", también en La Casa de Valentina... aquí tienen el cartel y video de aquella noche:<br />
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cavar una fosa y enterrar un cuerpo?</div>
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sanar cualquier cosa</div>
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recordar al amigo muerto </div>
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para que no muera dos veces? </div>
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¿Cuántas voces y bocas evocarlo? </div>
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Una muerte violenta de sueño y de rama</div>
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Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-55460351697386361222014-09-01T16:04:00.000-05:002015-05-07T18:18:44.823-05:00Para escribir el poema <div style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 15px; margin-left: 56.7px;">
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>y el cuerpo </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Bailar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Palpar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tocar su holocausto</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oler su consuelo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Mirar su silencio</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Respirar el infarto</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Exhalar el amor</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Callar en sus ruidos</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Explayarse en su río</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Alarmarse en su paz</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hablar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">El vocablo lengua</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">La obsesión inconsciente</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">La caligrafía automática</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>La brumosa evocación</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Adivinar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">La alegría insaciable que se acaba al despertar</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Soñar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ser el sueño</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ser el oído que se adapta a cada ritmo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Al personaje que se refleja </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>en el afuera </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">o que se despeña <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>en el adentro</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Escuchar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Estar atentos </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">a la híbrida imaginación que nos compone</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somos tantas memorias como somos olvido</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somos deseo reprimido y frescura ardiente</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somos soltura y éxtasis</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>rutina y martirio</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; white-space: pre;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mayormente somos palabra</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>gesto y herramienta</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Somos, siempre, poema</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; white-space: pre;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Casi nunca somos acción</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Seremos acción</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>para</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>exceder el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Exceder el papel</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Excederse en la vida </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Detenerse en el tiempo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Detener el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Trabajar la tinta</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Trabajar la voz</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Vocear el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Mover el poema<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Babear el poema</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; white-space: pre;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Secar el poema<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Acariciar el poema </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Fajar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Actuar el poema<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Verterse en el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Rebasar el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Rebasar la vida</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Rebasar el sentimiento</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Ser el sentimiento</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Ser el poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>para</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>escribir el poema.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">Nós da Poesia: vozes da rua, </i><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">organizadora Brenda Marques Pena, </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">All Print Editora. Sao Paulo, Brasil, </span><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: initial;">2014</b></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP47FKkaHMOc07azs5_jIiWnVUWxLrIAjxRxms7ZJMJ_FtmVOw48wz1PQC_580RVMTm7zUXP4woZpOjsl4ncDnI6jgcPwDKn_SioTHz2waNuDxcF0VRPb3IxzpS7wwx7ii990kmiAIpko/s1600/Convite_N%C3%B3s+da+Poesia.jpg" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; border: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 238); box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0980392) 1px 1px 5px; padding: 5px; position: relative;" width="640" /></span>Pilar Rodríguez Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593799933924506941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5290175154543222368.post-60254313434794977592014-08-30T15:54:00.000-05:002016-11-21T16:23:44.383-06:00FENIE Feria de Libro de la UAEM 30 de agosto 2014<h3 style="text-align: center;">
FENIE, Feria de Libro de la Universidad Autónoma </h3>
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del Estado de México</h3>
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Biblioteca Luis Schneider </h3>
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Malinalco sábado 30 de agosto 2014</h3>
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