There is a light in the valley: bodies gather from the horrible dark and find a couple, many-feathered and bright weaving a tapestry of song into the dead reality of night. There is a man at the door in a mask with golden eyes: better to burn the sacred gift than to let him redivine […]
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week5—Man as Tree; a return to Depth, Height, and Volume as necessity for the future— reading blog #9 – Pablo Neruda’s The Heights of Macchu Picchu I don’t know where to start. I like Neruda’s poetry and his writing. I think I am still processing it, which is taking longer than I thought. I think […]
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On arrival at Machu Picchu, we are told that this is a sanctuary, a sacred space. We are also provided with a list of prohibited objects and activities: no tripods or selfie sticks; no musical instruments or high heels; no … Continue reading →
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That’s a loud title isn’t it! But cool it, this is just my interpretation of what Pablo Neruda may have meant by this beautiful verse of poetry in The Heights of Macchu Picchu. Here is said verse: “What was man? In what layer of his humdrum conversation, among his shops and sirens — in which […]
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“Geometria final, libro de piedra.”or “Ultimate geometry, book of stone.”(Neruda, pg. 36/37) This particular line from the heights of Macchu Picchu leaps off the page for me. Typically, we conceive of the Incas as an oral culture, and this comes with a stigma of impermanence. The letrados have a monopoly on ideas that endure, at […]
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