I really do deserve a treat!
No, seriously. There now exists another "hijo de mi intelecto" all thirty odd pages are out and in a cohesive argument with, believe it or not (I surprised even myself here) some insight and novel thoughts on a topic that was as beaten as a dead horse can be. I even think I didn't build suspense into it (my downfall) but at the same time didn't make something that was horribly boring either. Of course tomorrow when we discuss it in class I will surely be humbled, but right now, I think that I do deserve something extra special...
Pride goeth before the fall...
But since I have now excised Darío from under my skin, I thought I would share the book review that was just recently published on a bilingual edition of his "Cantos de vida y esperanza" which, to what would have been my chagrin if I hadn't already finished with it, was recalled to the library the other day. How awful. One feels somehow guilty for forcing someone else to actually recall a book from you, as if you were selfishly hoarding a pound of Neuhaus chocolates in your desk drawer while claiming to have nothing good to snack on...
So, here is the link (even though I am a moron and cannot figure out how to make links actually happen in my blog - or is it just because I use a Mac?):
http://www.panam.edu/dept/modlang/Hiper1indice.htm
And now, in addition to a treat, I am going to go finish grading a pile of compositions that I failed to complete with I. at the Coffee Cat yesterday, our weekend work hang-out. She drinks steamed milk with hazelnut syrup and draws pictures and writes words, while I try, in vain to focus on my student's writing, or a book, or whatever.
So, while the treat I really want to indulge in is literary, I fear that I still have too much to do to go around ogling texts, mine or others, except for the ones that remain to be conquered for legitimate purposes.
Pride goeth before the fall...
But since I have now excised Darío from under my skin, I thought I would share the book review that was just recently published on a bilingual edition of his "Cantos de vida y esperanza" which, to what would have been my chagrin if I hadn't already finished with it, was recalled to the library the other day. How awful. One feels somehow guilty for forcing someone else to actually recall a book from you, as if you were selfishly hoarding a pound of Neuhaus chocolates in your desk drawer while claiming to have nothing good to snack on...
So, here is the link (even though I am a moron and cannot figure out how to make links actually happen in my blog - or is it just because I use a Mac?):
http://www.panam.edu/dept/modlang/Hiper1indice.htm
And now, in addition to a treat, I am going to go finish grading a pile of compositions that I failed to complete with I. at the Coffee Cat yesterday, our weekend work hang-out. She drinks steamed milk with hazelnut syrup and draws pictures and writes words, while I try, in vain to focus on my student's writing, or a book, or whatever.
So, while the treat I really want to indulge in is literary, I fear that I still have too much to do to go around ogling texts, mine or others, except for the ones that remain to be conquered for legitimate purposes.
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