Sunday, January 6, 2008

Programa Pokémon Hack

LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI (THE LAST Beatnick)

(collaboration of Gustavo Fernández Colón)

Lawrence Ferlinghetti was born in New York in 1919, lives in San Francisco, I hope that many more years ... The last beat poet, poetry in person surviving a century to to analyze, critique, chronicled in verse, he took guts. A bull among sheep. Ferlinghetti is the highest representative of the poetic movement of San Francisco, which not only encompasses the beat, but a large number of poets of different trends which supported or supports through its library "The City Lights" , the magazine created "City Lights magazine " and poetry recitals. Poetic movement that was the basis of an activity and value unparalleled in world poetry. As a whole group of poetry, his poetry is the world around him, with a critical and disenchantment on the world in general, but especially on politics and American society where he lives. The American dream crumbles among its verses. the style of his friend Kenneth Rexroth is an anarchist who uses his work imbued with all kinds of literary influences, from Dante to Lorca, for use as a weapon, to proselytize in search of a different world and, if possible, show the errors and the horrors he seen.

CHRIST IS LOWERED
(Lawrence Ferlinghetti)

Christ came down from his tree this year
naked and fled to where there were no Christmas trees uprooted
Christ came down from his tree and fled naked
where there were no gilded Christmas trees and Christmas trees

silver or Christmas trees
tinfoil and plastic Christmas trees
pink or gold Christmas tree
no black Christmas trees and Christmas trees
celestial
decorated with electric candles and Uncles can
heavy and believed.
Christ came down from his tree this year
naked and ran to where no intrepid Bible peddler
travel the country in a two-toned Cadillac
birth and where no Sears Roebuck
complete with plastic baby crib
reached by certified mail
child
immediate delivery and where no TV Men sing praises to
Lord Calvert Whisky
Christ came down from his tree this year
naked and ran to where no fat, good-hearted stranger dressed in red flannel
bearded Lying
walk posing as a sort of North Pole saint
through del desierto de Belén, Pennsylvania
en un trineo Volkswagen
arrastrado por renos retozones de Adirondack
con nombres alemanes y cargado de sacos de humildes regalos de Saks
de la Quinta Avenida
para el Niño Dios que cada uno se imagina.
Cristo se bajó de su árbol desnudo este año
y huyó a donde los cantadores de villancicos de Bing Crosby
no lloriquearan que la Nochebuena es fría
y los ángeles del Radio City no patinaran sin alas
en un país de las maravillas todo nevado
entrando a un cielo de alegres cascabeles
diariamente a los 8:30
con matinés de la Misa de Gallo .
Cristo se bajó de su árbol desnudo este año

and she went to
quietly in an anonymous Mary's womb again where
in the dark night of the soul of each anonymous
the wait again an unimaginable and impossible


immaculate re-conception the craziest of Second Comings.

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