ANATOMÍA DE LA INTIMIDAD literatura y espejos rotos

I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. (Virginia Woolf) We become ourselves through others, and the self is a porous thing, not a sealed container (Siri Hustvedt) En vez de mirarme en mi espejo quiero que mi espejo se mire en mí (Alejandra Pizarnik)

Aesthetics of a landscape seen through the train window (Sylvia Plath)

Sylvia Plath once again transforms a diary entry into pure poetry. The landscape is perceived as a work of art, first impressionist, afterwards cubist. And the train coach could be her … Sigue leyendo

26/03/2014 · Deja un comentario

An injured bird as an extension of the self (Sylvia Plath)

El devenir no funciona en el otro sentido, y no se deviene Hombre, en tanto que el hombre se presenta como una forma de expresión dominante que pretende imponerse a cualquier … Sigue leyendo

19/03/2014 · 3 comentarios

How Sylvia Plath was inspired by de Chirico

I have written two poems on paintings by de Chirico which sieze my imagination – “The Disquieting Muses” and “On the Decline of Oracles” (after his early painting, “The Enigma … Sigue leyendo

16/03/2014 · 2 comentarios

Sunk relics of lost selves (Sylvia Plath)

I feel myself grip on my past as if it were my life: I shall make it my future business: every casual wooden monkey-carving, every pane of orange-and-purple nubbled glass … Sigue leyendo

12/03/2014 · Deja un comentario

Sylvia Plath’s self-justification / excuse for her autobiographical vein

Why do autobiographical / confessional writers do always need to feel guilty about it? Is there anything wrong in writing about oneself? I have to admit that I do, too, … Sigue leyendo

24/02/2014 · 2 comentarios

Fragments of Sylvia Plath’s early “personal manifesto” in her Journal

* to know a lot of people I love pieces of, and to want to synthesize those pieces in me somehow, be it by painting or writing * to know … Sigue leyendo

22/02/2014 · Deja un comentario

Sylvia Plath (Unabridged Journals)

The artist’s life nourishes itself on the particular, the concrete: that came to me last night as I despaired about writing poems on the concept of the seven deadly sins … Sigue leyendo

06/10/2013 · Deja un comentario

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