By Irlanda Ruiz-Aguirre Today, the leaves along the path are tinged with yellow, orange, and burgundy; they transform and grow more beautiful in a shy yet solemn way. Autumn makes its entrance, showing itself off without restraint—both in the afternoon and the morning, in the city, on the plains, and in the mountains. A new season arrives, and withjoy... Continue reading “AUTUMN”
Tag Archive: Writings
The Effect
By Piero Milesi
I had been invited to an art gallery in eastern New York City. I didn’t have much money on me, but I hadn’t been able to leave the house since the pandemic began. I told Estefanía, an old friend, about the exhibition. She said she’d be there around nine o’clock that night.
Metamorphosis
By Jesus Redondo
Child of the mountains,
valleys, gorges, and the weeping
of springs,
carved bark
half a century on,
how much have they changed
those dreams
that you never
managed to sketch in
native strokes
Nelly Tamez's book: The Transformation of the Farm
I’m going to start this article by telling a new story. The story of Nelly Tamez, a Mexican woman with a deep sense of connection to her Mexican roots, to her essence, and to her literature…
in a foreign land
By Loli Molina
Returning to Spain always has a touch of a copla about it, a touch of nostalgia
a veil of oblivion imposed like a bandage that heals the pains
left behind in the corners. To Concha Piquer and Estrellita Castro
singing of the deepest sorrows of exile, which is now called
THE TREE
Carmela planted the tree on the very day she found out she was pregnant with her first child, whom she would name Antonio, after his father.