I´ve tried to write a poem before I´ve tried to work on a poem like it was a quest of finding the right word to express the inexpressible and it was helpless as for summer rain to cool a Maui noon or quench the Earth in San Martín I have worshipped the lines Of…
Quetzalcoatl blues (Montevideo, Oct 16th, 2010)
I´m like Quetzalcoatl
without the feathers
A snake that bites
Nobody but itself
Pleasure machine
That gives no pleasure
Anymore
A trap
A lie
Chameleon jaws
A strategy doomed
Since long ago
Doomed by the old men
Who touch themselves
On buses
When they sit by
Young girls
By…
No ode to door-to-door strategies
The door-to-door salesmenIn their cheap suits
Their evangelist grinHangs from a thread
They are too youngAnd haven't been to schoolwith their straw-colored hair
And green eyes
Their training book And their rehearsed speech
Fake leather briefcase Full of free samplesOf something
They never heard of Willy Loman
And wouldn't know pathos
If…
The survival of Art in an image-saturated era
Introduction
The advent of Photography and Film undoubtedly changed our perception of Art forever. What was once static representation, secluded within the walls of the museum, became motion and action in front of the eyes of TV and cinema´s massive audiences. At the time, art theorists had…