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Caribbean

It was late at night and the eternal summer breezes of the Caribbean moved abruptly leaves in treetops. The night enveloped all but the darkness was not total since the two fragile glimmer of light bulbs lit the path partially populated trupillos huge almond aged and tired. A man of middle age and average height, white shirts crossed by vertical stripes of pale blue and a faded blue jeans, and again hit the door of what appeared to be his home. It seemed because the interior of the house, protected by a heavy metal door, no one answered the call. Nobody open. No one showed signs of life. Marcel abel addresses the importance of the matter here. A short distance they heard the sound of a vehicle with the engine running. In this two men watched closely the movements of the man who is now hitting the door harder and making threats against a woman should be, according to him at home.

Probably it was his wife. – Marta, open the door. To read more click here: Elie Rieder. Do not be repeating the order. Breme the door of a time and prevents a tragedy!! The men exchanged looks of the car. The leading vehicle approached the place where the desperate man touched the door and suddenly the unexpected happened. The vehicle braked suddenly and then heard the classic sound of the iron when rubbed against the iron. It was obvious that somewhere was moving a pin and soon would open some doors that gloomy street. Those present at the scene looked toward the house where Martha should be the deepest sleep of your dreams.

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Visual Poetry Network

Campal July was one of the first to realize that there was no other way in the avant-garde poetry that pause, the rethinking of visual thinking, not just its semantics but also the writing itself, its internal structure, and of course, calligraphy, concepts which had been revised some years ago by futurist and Dadaist poets Francesco Cangiullo, Benedetta, Tzara …, well-naturalmete Apollinaire. (a ) At this time, the new generation of visual poets who populate the network belongs entirely to the media world of television, video, virtual reality, advertising and internet, and this implies in itself a great contradiction, since being the work material is the medium itself that poetry remains anchored official and away from these practices experimentalesa a . We might say then that culture "seen" ignores those who handle the raw material of advancing civilization: their images. When Page visited Fernando Millan, heir and friend of Campal, historical, both in the topic that concerns us, I realized that the denial could also be reciprocal, as a mirror belligerent. Fernando Millan's eyes is a look of freedom of action and consciousness, so are many other current avant-garde poets, and this reassures me about the future of this practice misclassified as experimentala a , a ill-defined concretaa , sparingly branded as a visuala . Gone are the years and the creations of magazines and book publishing objects could cause seizures among more progressive circles of culture (between Orthodox easy readers and viewers only had a long, long silence from which not even fought the traditional poetry).

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