Being blind and a poet is half way to Homer. If in addition, the blind poet is Argentinian, the path can't be very long. It…
Posts published by “Manuel Vicent (translated by Louis S. Bedrock)”
Spread out along the bay, Nice was an old fashioned city with a certain dilapidated look to it. It had become a kingdom of blue-haired…
During my first trip to New York, just as if I had been a Syrian arriving in Nero’s Rome, it was necessary to fulfill certain…
Around 1870, at the tender age of 25, when he closed his office every evening, Paul Gauguin would leave the Berlin Bank, where he worked…
In the biography of a writer there is a moment in which fascination with literature unites with, even surrenders to, the mythology of cinema. When…
Not all writers are lucky enough for a murderer to be reading his best novel at the moment of his arrest, just after he has…
On these dusty grounds, every year more than 30,000 fighting bulls are publicly beaten, pierced by gaffs, dragged by the neck with a rope, burnt…
In her time, Hedvig Eva Maria Kiesler, known as Hedy Lamarr, was believed to be the most beautiful woman in the world. She has gone…
The entire French Resistance against the Nazis can be encapsulated in this film sequence: a man—a loner, standing and leaning on his bicycle, smokes a…