SEVILLIAN SKETCH The sun leaves violet rings under the eaves of the houses, withers the skin of shirts left hanged in the middle of the street. Windows with the lips and breath of a woman! Dogs with ballerina hips pass by. Chulos in pants glistening with shoeshine. Nags that will lose their entrails in the … More readings: Oliverio Girondo (two)
Oliverio Girondo holds a special place in my heart. It’s been almost ten years since I first leafed through the translucent pages of his ample collected works, yet I find myself going back to them time and again – not only for the poems themselves, but also for a certain generosity of spirit that can … More The merry nomad
Last Wednesday would have been Oliverio Girondo’s 120th birthday, and while most of the world (myself included) was clamoring to wish Jorge Luis Borges a feliz cumpleaños, many of the major cultural papers in Argentina were also paying homage to – as one article puts it – “the man who wrote the manifesto that marked … More A Fresh Pair of Eyes
Heather Cleary 