last updated Tuesday, 2nd of November of 2010
Volaverunt .net
My Pages of literature and other musings.
intellectual itinerary of a bi-lingual writer
It began as a means to publish some of my work, and it ended up being just that. Go figure....
I would like to thank A. C. Rojas and the rest of that old Boca Juniors team for a happy childhood, and I would like to state for the record that I probably would have kept Ingrid in Casablanca.
What’s New:
Madness attracts me like a kind of, well... madness. It is definitely part of my life and now it is getting to my writing... |
I just finished a story. She sleeps now within the cavernous walls of my virtual desk drawer. |
It is a re-write of one of my oldest children: a theater play from circa 1975. But what back then I saw as poetic flight, I now seem to see as illness. Interestingly enough, the ethics and resolution of the story do not seem to change. |
We'll have to wait and see what happens when it sees the light of day again... |
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A New Poem
You're a dagger |
You hurt me, |
you hurt me, you hurt me. |
You hand me the gift of loneliness. |
(Read More...) |
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Books⁄Authors on my bed side:
reading now: |
- Sean Carroll’s "From Eternity to Here" |
- Steven Pinker’s "How the Mind Works" |
- David Foster Wallace’s "Infinite Jest" |
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to read: |
- Steven Pinker’s "The stuff of Though" |
- Orhan Pamuk’s "The Naive and the Sentimental Novelist" |
- Philip Roth’s "The Facts: A Novelist's Autobiography" |
- Vladimir Nabokov’s "Speak, Memory" |
- Antonio Damasio’s "Self Comes to Mind " |
- Oliver Sacks’s "The Man who Mistook his Wife for a Hat" |
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read recently: |
- Steven Pinker’s "The Language Instinct" |
- Richard P. Feynman’s "What Do You Care What Other People Think?" |
- Amir D. Aczel’s "Present at the Creation: The Story of CERN and the Large Hadron Collider" |
- Robert M. Pirsig’s "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" |
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About the NAME of the site:
Volaverunt is the name of a plate in Goya’s Caprichos. It has always moved me. I could not say why or when it took the magnitude of a cry in my inner conversations. . |
I repeat it to myself sometimes softly to bring the muses, sometimes loudly to release their presure. I once sprayed paint it in the wall of my basement |
It seemed like the right name for this site. |
Other News:
Summer just does not have any umph nowadays.. Lots of work and very little play |
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I still love my Gabi even more each day. (and it has been over 30 years now!) |
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Alejandro Wainer; Wednesday, July 27, 2011. |
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