Posts tagged: roberto bolano
Only in chaos are we conceivable.
Roberto Bolaño (via theecstasist)
Hágase hombre señor profesor y déjese de andar poniendo notitas.
Nicanor Parra, el poeta favorito de Bolaño.
The second was the launch of a book by Octavio Paz, also published by Pascoe, with a host of Octavians in attendance. Pascoe’s house buzzed with conversation. Instead of pulque, there were toritos to drink: ninety-six-proof alcohol with rice milk or (for the suicidal) peanut milk. With my own eyes I saw a group of Infrarealists (mission: sabotage) throw the contents of a glass over Paz (very smartly dressed, in an elegant blazer), who shook out his tie and continued the conversation with a smile, as if nothing had happened.
Carmen Boullosa, from The Nation
Bolaño in Mexico
Pascoe’s workshop published Bolaño’s first book (Reinventar el amor, 1976) and mine (La memoria vacía, 1978): exquisite limited editions, chapbooks printed on dampened paper using movable type and a hand press, which also turned out the first volumes by Volkow, José Luis Rivas, Francisco Segovia and other poets of our generation.
Carmen Boullosa from The Nation, April 23 2007
Books are the only homeland of the writer.
Roberto Bolaño (via monsters8)
Source:
gruesomegalaxy
Notes: 16
5/16/12 — 4:34pm
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We all have to die a bit every now and then and usually it’s so gradual that we end up more alive than ever. Infinitely old and infinitely alive.
Roberto Bolaño (The Skating Rink)
Does anyone know what book this is from? Thanks.
