Latin American Modernism and Jose Marti

 
Momotombo
The train was rolling on its rail tracks.
Those were the days of my golden spring
and it was in my Nicaragua natal.
Suddenly, among the cups of the trees, I saw a Giant cone,
 
 ”bald and naked”,  and full of old triumphant pride……
 
Oh Momtombo raucous and sonorous! 

I love you, because at your evocation come to [...]

Misc. Catch Up and Candide/Enlightenment (late but see my note below)

 Well, first of all, I want to say sorry to everyone for missing a week and not landing on anyone else’s blog pages.  I have been very sick with the flu this past week and a half and am finally able to sit down and coherently produce sentences and responses.  I also found out that after [...]