Roca morada,azul atardecer -- soncalma gratitud. Boca del Estero Aserradero
Haiku: Roca de Esterillos
Mary Oliver: Going to Walden
As my peripatetic fate beckons once again, I have been drawn to the voice of Mary Oliver. She roamed and wandered in her region of the cosmos, but she was attentive, respectful, and caring as she did so. In her early poem "Going to Walden," she responded to people that told her she must go, … Continue reading Mary Oliver: Going to Walden
Donde descansan los pelícanos
Logré regresar, después de año y medio, a la solitaria playa donde descansan los pelícanos. La última vez que la visité, no imaginaba todo lo que iba a suceder antes de que pudiera regresar: todas las alegrías y tristezas, la felicidad y la desolación que vendrían. Así es la vida. En teoría no es difícil … Continue reading Donde descansan los pelícanos
Flores de abril
Pasiflora Abril: luz solar ilumina las flores de nuestro jardín. Rosas Rabo de zorro April in these tropics: Flowers from our garden frolic in sunlight. Lirios Calas Geranios "Tigresas" (?) Foto de portada: Flores que brotaron solitas en el jardín sin que yo sepa su nombre.
En las alturas del Irazú
Regresé a las cumbres del Volcan Irazú (3.432 m.s.n.m.). Aunque durante el ascenso la neblina cubría sus laderas y lloviznaba, ya en el sector del cráter el viento alejó las nubes y se abrió el cielo azulísimo. Cráter Diego de la Haya Me detuve a observar el cráter activo mientras un junco volcanero (Junco vulcani), … Continue reading En las alturas del Irazú
Zorba: Apollo or Dionysus
This has been a remarkably Greek year for me. I have been able to read quite a lot of Ancient Greek philosophy and literature, and I have engaged in conversation with contemporary commentaries on those traditions. I traveled to Athens in April and came back to the Americas with a desire to return to Hellas … Continue reading Zorba: Apollo or Dionysus
Montaigne and Thoreau: Idle Joy
I have enjoyed a leisurely weekend for the first time in several months. On Thanksgiving Day, I expressed gratitude to friends and family, but I stayed home. I slept late, drank coffee, made a simple breakfast, and read Kazantzakis's Zorba the Greek, to admire the dyonisian main character and to break with my overly apollonian … Continue reading Montaigne and Thoreau: Idle Joy
Montaigne and Thoreau: Walking
To my surprise, this year I discovered Michel de Montaigne as a good friend. I read his essay "Of Experience" with my students in a seminar on philosophy and the good life, and I felt really engaged by his attitude towards life. I particularly appreciate his hedonist view that nature weaves together what is truly … Continue reading Montaigne and Thoreau: Walking
Glück: Quiet Evening
I am thoroughly enjoying these autumn evenings reading Louise Glück's Meadowlands (1996). Her poems weave the story of Penelope, Odysseus, and Telemachus into the life of a childless, contemporary couple mired in a strained relationship. They share moments of generosity and pettiness, love and hurt, vindictiveness and remorse, neediness and aloofness, blended with instances of … Continue reading Glück: Quiet Evening
O Fio de Ariadne
Quando eu penso em Ariadne, imagino e tento comprender três momentos na história da neta de Helios, sobrinha de Circe. O primeiro é quando ela se apaixona pelo "herói" ateniense Teseu, ao ponto de trair a confiança da sua família cretense. Como surgiu essa paixão pelo Teseu? O que a levou a ajudá-lo para fugir … Continue reading O Fio de Ariadne
