God Breaks the Heart Again and Again Until It Stays Open Sandra Cisneros
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#repost @jesus.cisneros.ilustrador Jesús Cisneros (Mexico). This, part of an open-air exhibit organized by the city government and transit agency of Zaragoza, Spain, is an illustration of the text of the poet Jesús Jiménez Domínguez (@jesus_jimenez_dominguez) entitled 'El baile': "Someone on a balcony plays Beethoven'due south 'Hymn to Joy' with a trumpet. At that place is no joy in the streets. The urban center is deserted. A mighty endmost drowns the music, but not the ambulance sirens. However, at the height of the Theater of the Corners, the gale tapers, goes from tiger to cat, plays with two abased plastic gloves. 1 of them invites the other to dance. Gloves spin and dance in the air similar jellyfish. Then, exhausted but relieved, the ghosts of recent life, the hopes of the future, bid farewell with an invisible handshake. " [Original castilian: "Alguien, en united nations balcón, interpreta con una trompeta el 'Himno a la alegría' de Beethoven. Alegría no hay en las calles. La ciudad está desierta. Un cierzo caudaloso ahoga la música, pero no las sirenas de las ambulancias. Sin embargo, a la altura del Teatro de las Esquinas, el ventarrón se amansa, pasa de tigre a gato, juguetea con dos guantes de plástico abandonados. Uno de ellos invita al otro a bailar. Giran y danzan los guantes en el aire como medusas. Luego, exhaustos pero aliviados, se despiden con un apretón de manos invisibles los fantasmas de la vida reciente, las esperanzas del futuro".]
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Past friends, a collection
Old Friend, Mitski
Portraits à Grindelwald, Ernest Bieler
Cocaine Jesus, Rainbow Kitten Surprise
Spirit Concord, Holly Warburton
seven, Taylor Swift
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"Stuntin' Similar My Daddy", Euphoria
Making Apology, Holly Warburton
One Last Verse form For Richard, Sandra Cisneros
Mode Back When, Kodaline
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To call and be called by name is itself a revelation.
Our name, along with our wound, records u.s.a. in the world. And in our identity rests our vulnerable mortal limits. If we tin can be recognized, then nosotros can be wounded. Where we have been marked is where the soft spot of our beingness is, where nosotros are most finite . . . Our proper noun is possibly our Achilles' heel, the spot in which we are well-nigh mortal, most identifiable.
If a proper noun spoken one time is a claim, / twice is the claim undone. / Twice is dearest.
Karmen MacKendrick, Divine Enticement: Theological Seductions / Sandra Cisneros, from "Dulzura" / Dennis Patrick Slattery, The Wounded Trunk: Remembering the Markings of Flesh / Mary Szybist, "Even so Not Consumed", Incarnadine / Sue Sinclair, from "My Proper noun", Sky's Thieves / John Barton, Love Unknown: Meditations on the Death and Resurrection of Jesus
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hello ! you're a joy to see on the nuance btw . i was wondering what books would y'all recommend for someone who loves a trivial flake of poetry mixed with the story / novel ?
the god of small things by arundhati roy
nightwood past djuana barnes
fish in exile past vi khi nao
the dazzler of the husband by anne carson
água viva by clarice lispector
edinburgh past alexander chee
lighthousekeeping by jeanette winterson
mrs. dalloway by virginia woolf
everything is illuminated by jonathan safran foer
jesus' son by denis johnson
the os people by keri hulme
the house on mango street by sandra cisneros
the colour purple by alice walker
the hr of the star by clarice lispector
hyperdream by hélène cixous
run into now then by jamaica kincaid
the terrible by yrsa daley-ward
garments against women by anne boyer
the white volume past han kang
on world nosotros're briefly gorgeous by body of water vuong
obit past victoria chang
malina past ingeborg bachmann
beloved by toni morrison
sing, unburied, sing by jesmyn ward
in the dream house by carmen maria machado
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Very happy to announce a new illustration workshop in collaboration with the corking Jesus Cisneros. This year nosotros will be in a new identify in the beautiful Odenwald due south of Frankfurt am Main. We are so much looking forward to the topic „Seeds of fables" besides every bit to the whole experience of coming together far away from the twenty-four hour period-to-solar day-routines in a cute erstwhile farmhouse. For more than information follow the link: https://artnomono.com/Workshop-Erlau-Seeds-of-fables
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brainfried aspiring reader anon checking in. thanks for such a detailed answer! you pointed out a couple things i didnt even realise. i would definitely similar a list of things you institute easy to read : )
i'm happy i could help! :~) all these books i read in less than iii days, which is how i marking for myself if information technology'southward an piece of cake read lol. i'm still trying to work on my attending span: if i have a book on the go for a calendar week i kind of lose interest, which means i am reading smaller books atm..
south and west // joan didion (peradventure this is enjoyable for joan stans only because it actually is notebook scraps just i liked information technology a lot)
filthy animals // brandon taylor (interconnected brusque stories)
jesus' son // denis johnson (vaguely interconnected short stories)
the minotaur takes a cigarette break // steven sherrill (book of the year for me already lol, not necessarily curt but then enjoyable that i read it fast)
close range // annie proulx (brusk stories, incl. brokeback mount!)
my year of balance and relaxation // otessa moshfegh (non actually very short, merely i read information technology fast once i got into it)
ten little indians // sherman alexie (short stories)
sharp objects // gillian flynn (again not super curt but just an incredibly good read)
faraway places // tom spanbauer (novella, like 100 pages, and if you like the audio of this one you should check out a longer book of his called 'the man who brutal in love with the moon')
picnic at hanging rock // joan lindsey (novella)
the house on mango street // sandra cisneros (novella)
a natural history of transition // callum angus (short stories)
in general i as well similar chuck palahniuk books because they're pretty pulpy fast reads, and poetry collections are a fun way to become some reading done also. i like frank o'hara, dylan thomas, patti smith, and allen ginsberg. if you become the eastward-book route, here's a very useful website where you can download them (for gratuitous) (well i donated a minor amount so that the site can ship the books directly to my kindle just that'southward optional). hopefully some of these catch your eye, allow me know how information technology goes!! :~)
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whale of a middle
Heart of a blue whale Its mass is 600 kilograms Its weight is 5880 Nm Its veins are so large that you tin can swim in them And information technology pumps 1000 liters of blood into each heartbeat And beats 7 times a minute Its pulses are heard from 20 miles away
https://world wide web.theguardian.com/science/1999/jul/29/engineering
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God Breaks the Centre Once again and Again Until It Stays Open after a quote from Sufi Inayat Khan But what if my heart is a 7-Eleven after its third daytime robbery in a week? What if my heart is a piñata trashed to tissue and peppermint shrapnel? What if my heart is a peeled mango begetting an emerald housefly? What if my heart is an air conditioner weeping a rosary of rusty tears? What if my centre is Sebastião Salgado��s sinkhole swallowing some other child? What if my center is Death Valley in wide-view Cinemascope? What if my heart is a chupacabrón chanting, Build the wall? What if my centre is the creepy uncle'south yawning zipper? What if my heart is a Pentecostal babbling a river of tongues? What if my heart is the cross-eyed Jesus bought at the Poteet flea market? What if my center is El Paso, Texas, in bed with the corpse of Ciudad Juárez? What if my heart is unhinged from the weight of its lice-ridden wings? What then for an encore, oh my soul, when yous have blessed me a hundredfold? [Thanks Candace]
A new verse form from Sandra Cisneros, the author, most recently, of the poetry collection "My Wicked Wicked Ways", and "A House of My Own: Stories From My Life."
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"Quando tutto attorno è buio not c'è altro da fare che aspettare tranquilli che gli occhi si abituino all'oscurità." (Haruki Murakami) Illustrazione: Jesus Cisneros
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Fall 2020: Chicanx Narrative and Social History
Sara A Ramírez - Texas State University
Reading list:
Gloria Anzaldúa: Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza
Ariana Brown: "Curanderismo", "Supremacy", & "Volver, Volver" (poetry posted on YouTube by Button Poetry)
Marcelo Hernandez Castillo: Children of the Land
Chicano! History of the Mexican-American Civil Rights Movement (1996 film)
Sandra Cisneros: "Never Mary A Mexican"
Rios de la Luz: Itza
Audre Lorde: "The Uses of the Erotic"
Cherrie Moraga: "A Long Line of Vendidas"
ire'ne lara silva: "of the green grasses"
No Más Bebés (2015 motion-picture show)
Helena Maria Viramontes: Nether the Feet of Jesus
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The dear of Christ compels u.s.a. to share our religion and support all people who long to grow closer to Jesus.
Bishop Octavio Cisneros
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You Bring Out the Bronx In Me (excerpt in the style of Sandra Cisneros' Y'all Bring Out the Mexican In Me)
You bring out the Bronx in me
Not the Riverdale that my mother always says we're well-nigh
But the Kingsbridge Heights in me
The up til three merely dancing on the street corner
The smoke on the fire escape turned makeshift balcony,
the style the breathe carried all the heavy of the 24-hour interval from my lungs
You bring out the home in me
The hood in me
The "why have information technology home when nosotros can fight right here"
And why say why that I'k hurt when I can call you lot a bitch
You bring out the bowwow in me
The dog in me
The survivor in me
The bite and the bark in me
The leashed creature in me
We fight to the decease and then sleep it off
You lot bring out the heathen in me
All conventionalities in rebirth
All "if nosotros tin make it through today,
We can first anew tomorrow"
All "I can forgive yous if you promise
Tomorrow you will wipe both our slates clean"
You bring out the optimist in me
The forgiveness in me
The pardon in me
You bring out the Jesus in me.
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grace, would yous be so kind to recommend some brusque story and essay collections? thanks a lot! hope you're well <3
of grade!
short stories:
like life by lorrie moore
ayiti past roxane gay
happiness, like water by chinelo okparanta
woman hollering creek & other stories by sandra cisneros
expiry is not an option past suzanne rivecca
distant view of a minaret by alifa rifaat
lives of girls & women past alice munro
the complete stories past clarice lispector
jesus' son past dennis johnson
a haunted business firm & other short stories past virginia woolf
in dearest & trouble by alice walker
interpreter of maladies by jhumpa lahiri
the moth & other stories past helena maría viramontes
the melancholy of beefcake by shelley jackson
essays:
notes of a native son by james baldwin
your silence volition not protect you by audre lorde
sister outsider by audre lorde
places i've taken my torso past molly mccolly brownish
slouching towards bethlehem past joan didion
oral cavity total of blood past toni morrison
plaintext by nancy mairs
coming to writing & other essays by hélène cixous
stigmata past hélène cixous
art objects by jeanette winterson
pain adult female takes your keys past sonya huber
tonight i'm someone else past chelsea hodson
the empathy exams by leslie jamison
nonrequired reading by wisława szymborska
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undid the knot the ribbons the silk flags of motion unraveled from under the flesh of the wrists the rock of the lungs something like water broke free the prayer of the eye the grief of the hands crooned sweetness when yous held me dissolved articulatio genus into knee belly into abdomen an alphabet of limbs ran urently nudged loose a pebble a pearl a noose undoing its greed and we were Buddha and nosotros were Jesus and we were Allah at once a Ganges absolving language woman man
Sandra Cisneros, Something Similar Rivers Ran; from "Loose Adult female: Poems"
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Our Life is in Christ
by Aiden Wilson Tozer
Certainly not all of the mystery of the Godhead can be known by man-simply just equally certainly, all that men can know of God in this life is revealed in Jesus Christ! When the Apostle Paul said with yearning, "That I may know Him," he was not speaking of intellectual noesis. Paul was speaking of the reality of an feel of knowing God personally and consciously, spirit touching spirit and heart touching heart. We know that people spend a lot of time talking nigh a deeper Christian life-simply few seem to desire to know and beloved God for Himself. The precious fact is that God is the deeper life! Jesus Christ Himself is the deeper life, and every bit I plunge on into the knowledge of the triune God, my heart moves on into the blessedness of His fellowship. This means that at that place is less of me and more of God-thus my spiritual life deepens and I am strengthened in the cognition of His will!
Photo past Edward Cisneros on Unsplash
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Isabel de Cisneros (between 1660 and 1670-1714) was a painter of the Quito Schoolhouse in the late seventeenth and early eighteenth century in Ecuador. She was the girl of the well known painter Miguel de Santiago (who was from a mestizo family and originally had the final name "Vizuete," and took the proper name "de Santiago" from Hernando de Santiago, the man who adopted him later on he was orphaned) and the Castilian woman Andrea Cisneros y Alvarado. While she used the proper name de Cisneros, she is often known ameliorate as Isabel de Santiago. She painted from her youth in her father's workshop to her expiry in Quito, after which she was buried in the convent of La Merced. She mayhap collaborated with her father on his famous Milagros de la Virgen serial. She received fame and acclaim for her beautiful artwork and is one of the nearly famous women artists of colonial Latin America. She was married twice, first to Juan Merino de la Rosa, and second to Antonio Egas and Venegas de Córdoba, with whom she had children; Agustín, María Mónica, Nicolás Fortunato, Antonio and María Tomasa.
The first image is her "Virgen de Carmen," the second is her "Archangel Gabriel," and the third is her "Hogar de Nazaret." One of her near famous paintings was a no longer extant portrait of the nun Sor Juana de Jesus, which, according to people who knew Sor Juana, resembled her very well. Like many of her contemporaries, she focused largely on religious subjects for her artwork. She was well known for her usage of bright colors, floral imagery, and animals in her paintings.
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Prayer of St Catherine of Siena, who incorporates St Paul on the religion of our Lord Jesus in 2 Timothy 2:13 into her prayer: "if nosotros are faithless, he remains faithful--- for he cannot deny himself."
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From his book "Contemplative Prayer" p.62-63 Thomas Merton writes of "Garcia de Cisneros" the Benedictine Abbott and reformer of Montserrat in Kingdom of spain, and he is regarded as "the first Spanish Mystic" (excluding the Catalan, Raymond Lull), and a precursor of St Teresa of Avila, St John of the Cantankerous, and fifty-fifty more often regarded every bit a precursor of St Ignatius of Loyola and the "spiritual exercises." Undertaking the reform of Monserrat by Ferdinand and Isabella, he wrote 2 books/manuals of prayer in the medieval Benedictine tradition........ It must be remembered that when a monastic reformer of the sixteenth century looked back to the immediate by for practiced and bad examples that might instruct him, he found the about vital and indisputable bear witness of Christian Prayer among the saints of the mendicant orders, including the tertiaries (like St Catherine of Siena for instance)............
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