Battling to Birth Wild Balance

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41 thoughts on “Battling to Birth Wild Balance”

  1. I’m ashamed I’ve still not read even one of his books. I’ve got a Water Valley library card now though so I can rectify that! If you love him, he must be amazing. 💜

    • You can always start with his collected stories *cough, cough*. I think you will appreciate “Big Mama’s Funeral” and “The Incredible and Sad Tale of Innocent Eréndira and her Heartless Grandmother” and “A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings” and… All right, I’ll stop. But seriously. Yum.

  2. I’m reading a book right now about magical realism literature, so although I’ve never read Gabriel Garcia Marquez, the name is coming up a lot. It’s a weird synchronicity that you write of him heere.

    I like Latin American magical realism, or what I know of it. Jose Denoso’s “Obscene Bird of Night” might be my favorite novel.

    • I don’t think any book on Magical Realism would be complete, or even any good, if it didn’t mention Gabo often (I might be a tad biased, too *cough*).

      I’ve never read Obscene Bird of Night, but I already love the title. I shall look for it!

  3. At our age death can come any time. I’ve been fortunate, a lot of credit is due from me to the modern medicine men/women and their ways and machines. Too bad for you that Marquez would die. You can still study his ways though.
    “love and other demons,” a strange telling on ‘love’.

  4. How important it is when we write is to present the truth in a different form so that others may grasp its importance. What a delight to see your “black out” style of poety regularly to illustrate this so well Magaly.

  5. I often hear the (slightly mad, pleasing, sweet as tropical fruit) lilt of Marquez in your work, Magaly–it’s odd I hear more of your own voice here where you’ve crafted your sword with his very metal, yet it seems more you than him, despite the echoes. As always, I love your way with prose poetry, a very difficult form in which you excel, and for which I tanka you very much. *runs* Seriously, –seriously good.

    • They say that we are what we eat, and goodness knows that I devour my querido Gabo’s words (by the way, I’m still trying to figure out who “they” are).

      I wanted to say something very witty about your poet humor, but… I can’t stop laughing long enough.

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