Between roses and the dead, Inter rosae et mori, is the title of the new book by Ramina Herrera, a poet, writer and businesswoman born in Luya, Amazonas, Peru, who lives in Cajamarca, a city located in the...
At the end of the event that the young poet managed and carried out, the three agreed to go to dinner, as a farewell before leaving for their places of origin. Until the meeting they were only virtual friends. This, thanks to the magic of the networks and the mutual taste for letters that, after a few years, finally brought them together during the execution of that quixotic literary industry.
Like the commemoration of all celebrations in the world, Father's Day has its genesis in an idea of one or more people and a specific context. In 1910, a woman from the state of Washington, who was raised by her father along with five brothers, proposes the day of her father's birthday "June 5", to pay tribute to this figure, as a tribute to the dedication, love and care provided to their children; it is until 1924 when President Calvin Coolidge declares it a national celebration, spending seventy-two years to become nationalized (1996), being in the presidency Lyndon Johnson, who was in charge of it being stipulated in the national anniversaries for the third Sunday of June.
Go for a walk. Without direction. With no other purpose than to activate the energies with which we converse with ourselves: prelude to the act of writing. Make the effort not to think? Not precisely. It is about allowing thoughts to flow in their own way, which is generally chaotic or at least interrupted by the environment where we are walking and curiously looking at artists.
Susana Illera Martínez is a Colombian author with more than two decades of experience in advertising, marketing, and design. Based in the city of Miami, Susana specializes in art direction and packaging development for consumer brands.
Seeing our history in writing is such a wonderful gift that the process deserves love and care. Love yes: because it is a declaration of affection and consideration for the life that we have had to live. In the next column we will explore various levels of automatic writing and what to do with the texts that are born from the exercises.
Every day at 6:40 am they meet in the same place, without fail! After kissing and hugging each other with undisguised passion and passionate love, they sit on the matchless hard cement bench under the concupiscent shade of a proud and old pine tree that guards, no one knows since when, that small popular neighborhood park.