Ha renacido el lirio caminante-- flor de estío.
Haiku: Neomarica northiana
Ha renacido el lirio caminante-- flor de estío.
Sol decembrino--de rosas, pasifloras es fuente de vida, amparo luminoso en mi jardín tropical. Passiflora alata Rosa magenta [Foto de portada: Passiflora vitifolia]
Hoy mi papá hubiera cumplido setenta y nueve años. Han pasado casi once meses desde que falleció. Acá comparto unos apuntes de mi cuaderno personal sobre mi lectura de Platero y yo, del Premio Nobel español Juan Ramón Jiménez. No lo había leído desde la escuela primaria. Pero en la misa del funeral, en la … Continue reading Juan Ramón Jiménez: Platero y yo
1 Cantor nocturno, aúlla el coyote en la distancia. 2 Calma tropical. Cintilan, silenciosas, las luciérnagas. La Libélula de noche
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
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
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
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
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
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