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Quicksilver

I am a complete nerd. I was looking for a Quicksilver signed by Neall Stephenson,but nooo,he wouldn;t come by this neck of the woods. So,after trouncing up and down,I maged to get to the $$(‘div.d1862′).each( function(e){e.visualEffect(‘slide_up’,{duration:0.5}) });[...]

Science Books

Science Friday has a list of all the science books that it has discussed! Because,really,reading Q Is for Quantum:An Encyclopedia of Particle Physics beats Dan Brown everyday. Seriously.

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Brain Hacks

Matt Webb tells about his work,writing a book called Brain Hacks:There’s so much I want to say right now. From what I’ve learned,and the way it’s changed how I look at the world –I can now follow the way my attention gets attached to the internal and external world,anticipate what’s [...]

Pablo Neruda

Yesterday was Pablo Neruda’s centenary. Agreeing with Garcia Marquez,Neruda was the poet known to anyone,the voice of feelings and emotions,the deepest and most celebrated poet in the Spanish language.

Si tu me olvidas
Quiero que sepas una cosa.
Tu sabes como es esto:si miro la luna de cristal,la rama roja del lento otoño en mi ventana,si te toco junto al fuego la implacable ceniza o el arrugado cuerpo de la leña.
Todo me lleva a ti,como si todo lo que existe,aromas,luz,metales,fueran de pequeños barcos que navegan hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan.
Ahora bien,si poco a poco dejas de quererme dejare de quererte poco a poco.
Si de pronto me olvidas no me busques que ya te habré olvidado.
Si consideras largo y loco el viento de banderas que pasa por mi vida y te decides a dejarme a la orilla del corazón en que tengo raíces,piensa que en ese día,a esa hora levantare los brazos y saldrán mis raíces a buscar otra tierra.
Pero si cada día cada hora sientes que a mi estas destinada con dulzura implacable.
Si cada día sube una flor a tus labios a buscarme,ay amor mío,ay mía,en ti todo ese fuego se repite,en mi nada se apague ni se olvida,mi amor se nutre de tu amor,amada,y mientras vivas estará en tus brazos sin salir de los míos.

Or the famous Poema XX

Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Escribir,por ejemplo:“La noche esta estrellada,y tiritan,azules,los astros,a lo lejos”.
El viento de la noche gira entre el cielo y canta.
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Yo la quise,y a veces ella también me quiso.
En las noches como esta la tuve entre mis brazos!
La bese tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito!
Ella me quiso,a veces yo también la quería!
Cómo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos!
Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
Pensar que no la tengo.
Sentir que la he perdido.
Oír la noche inmensa,mas inmensa sin ella.
Y el verso cae al alma como el pasto al rocío.
Que importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla.
La noche esta estrellada y ella no esta conmigo.
Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos.
Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca.
Mi corazón la busca,y ella no esta conmigo.
La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos árboles.
Nosotros,los de entonces,ya no somos los mismos.
Ya no la quiero,es cierto! Pero cuanto la quise!
Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su oído.
De otro.
Será de otro.
Como antes de mis besos.
Su voz,su cuerpo claro.
Sus ojos infinitos.
Ya no la quiero,es cierto,pero tal vez la quiero.
Es tan corto el amor,y es tan largo el olvido.
Porque en noches como esta,la tuve entre mis brazos,
mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido.
Aunque este sea él ultimo dolor que ella me causa,
y estos sean los últimos versos que yo le escribo.

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Rejoyce

Remembering Haendel
The King shall rejoice in thy strength,O Lord

,but seriously,ReJoyce Dublin reminds us
For millions of people,June 16 is an extraordinary day. On that day in 1904,Stephen Dedalus and Leopold Bloom each took their epic journeys through Dublin in James Joyce’s Ulysses,the world’s most highly acclaimed modern novel. “Bloomsday”,as it is now known,has become a tradition for Joyce enthusiasts all over the world. From Tokyo to Sydney,San Francisco to Buffalo,Trieste to Paris,dozens of cities around the globe hold their own Bloomsday festivities. The celebrations usually include readings as well as staged re-enactments and street-side improvisations of scenes from the story. Nowhere is Bloomsday more rollicking and exuberant than Dublin,home of Molly and Leopold Bloom,Stephen Dedalus,Buck Mulligan,Gerty McDowell and James Joyce himself. Here,the art of Ulysses becomes the daily life of hundreds of Dubliners and the city’s visitors as they retrace the odyssey each year.

And I know at least one professor of literature that is going right now over that fact with her students,challenging them,talking about their worldview,and looking for Irish pubs in Querétaro:)

Hey,even boingboing remembers (but naturally! C Doctorow is in London!)

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Bloomsday

Today is June 16th,barnacles,and of course we ought to go and drink beer to the memory of Leopold.

Bloom looked,unblessed to go. Got up to kill:on eighteen bob a week. Fellows shell out the dibs. Want to keep your weathereye open. Those girls,those lovely. By the sad sea waves. Chorusgirl’s [...]

AddAll

AddAll is cheaper than pricenoia,that little site reviewed by MeFi. Come on,mefies,that site is just Amazon in disguise,offering their international stores for American consumers,whereas AddAll actually gives you quotes from discount bookstores,prices,shipping etc. In one example,0534571956,the cheapest pricenoia is $54.98,whereas AddAll has it for $40.94. [...]

Vuelta a Colombia

Reading Scotts’post about King of the Mountain,a book about the influence of cycling in the social fabric of Colombia,how it united the country and made evident the relationships between regions. I remember reading a little article about it many years ago,when the originator of the Vuelta a Colombia passed away,and [...]

Garcia Marquez

All aspiring writers have to contend,at some point,with the ones that came before them. If they are lucky,perhaps even to get to meet them.
Francisco Goldman,author of The Ordinary Seaman,tells about his encounter with Garcia Marquez,and then goes to tell about modern literature and influences:
Literary influences are perhaps most interesting when they jump borders and languages. García Márquez always listed Faulkner,Kafka and Virginia Woolf among his major influences,along with Latin Americans like Juan Rulfo. In the now familiar logic of Harold Bloom’s ”Anxiety of Influence,”originality in literature is usually a matter of combining at least two unlikely influences. All over the world,García Márquez seems to have provided a part of that equation for writers like Salman Rushdie,Toni Morrison and Ben Okri as well as U.S. Latinos like Oscar Hijuelos. One scholar wrote recently that García Márquez is the most influential writer in contemporary Chinese fiction;in a story by the exiled Iraqi writer Najem Wali,a character rediscovers his city of Basra in Macondo.

That Macondo,little dusty hot town,is always around in the descriptions,in the realism,in the life lived.
Worth checking out a bevy of new writers,all collaborators in this McOndo,a very subversive take on the old Garciamarquian town.

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Amazon political

Amazon book search is the most impressive feature ever. Just for that,I am going to give them the money I was saving for my ticket to Mars. But unlike Joi Ito,who can ego-search and find abundant references to him (Come on,the guy is a modern Savonarola) I have to resort to more [...]