tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-207991552024-03-13T04:37:43.058-07:00Bufón de DiosManuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.comBlogger206125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-78115459016682806632023-07-30T17:39:00.000-07:002023-07-30T17:39:00.857-07:00"Los disfraces del fuego" tiene segunda edición, ahora en Ecuador<p> <span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Queridos amigos, </span></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">me alegra mucho decirles que mi libro “Los disfraces del fuego”, que fue publicado en México hace uños años y ahora está agotado, acaba de ser publicado de nuevo, ahora en versión digital, como parte de la colección “Alfabeto del mundo”, de las ediciones de Línea imaginaria y Centro Editorial La Castalia, en Ecuador. Estoy feliz porque <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/aleyda.quevedorojas?__cft__[0]=AZUlsEHPSte1CfyWXML4YAXFpgQXHoz9dB_QbOosT1uCS-5yHYV8zcgn0sLq7X1STLEeGPPrPtJSy6u50qfAUaD_JRYHcCPeUCrWhJcARGXgD4fchxXcSqK5mN1Xzq039a6jlV7sfluaoUQuJ6g5SXfVq2gMb3tPTBTiQrq8VSGdUA&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Aleyda Quevedo Rojas</span></a></span> y <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/edwin.madrid.376?__cft__[0]=AZUlsEHPSte1CfyWXML4YAXFpgQXHoz9dB_QbOosT1uCS-5yHYV8zcgn0sLq7X1STLEeGPPrPtJSy6u50qfAUaD_JRYHcCPeUCrWhJcARGXgD4fchxXcSqK5mN1Xzq039a6jlV7sfluaoUQuJ6g5SXfVq2gMb3tPTBTiQrq8VSGdUA&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Edwin Madrid</span></a></span> han pensado en este libro, que estará junto con los de tanta gente que admiro de tantos <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>países de nuestra lengua. Mucho de lo mejor de nuestra poesía contemporánea está ahí, y para mí significa mucho ser parte de este catálogo. Además, el libro se presenta junto con otro de mi muy querido y admirado amigo Arturo Gutiérrez Plaza, en un par de días. La presentación de ambos será este 3 de agosto y va a transmitirse por YouTube. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">No puedo decirles lo contento que estoy. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Salud, amigos!</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">PD </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Los disfraces del fuego ganó en su momento el premio Rodulfo Figueroa en México, y fue finalista del premio internacional Ciudad de la Lira, en Ecuador. Esta segunda etapa de su vida, de distribución gratuita para todos los lectores, me emociona mucho.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGN5LcCJsvG7fh_X53pIwwJlXaNzyqmMpUF2a4neEIVwMSUeDcHKwFHrkFlie54mPHzj6imoXZaUbxu6x96F9qZDiog8qsudc6vExz-XEo_jS8pLNOnimH-Zqvd-xegnezClgNdxl6vlRJf9HbQ7kgQOT5aKXOMWJ2tBgNpQsNsOqSJtKT_RKsqQ/s1242/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1231" data-original-width="1242" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGN5LcCJsvG7fh_X53pIwwJlXaNzyqmMpUF2a4neEIVwMSUeDcHKwFHrkFlie54mPHzj6imoXZaUbxu6x96F9qZDiog8qsudc6vExz-XEo_jS8pLNOnimH-Zqvd-xegnezClgNdxl6vlRJf9HbQ7kgQOT5aKXOMWJ2tBgNpQsNsOqSJtKT_RKsqQ/w400-h396/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%201.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQPou9mlHLWSdugUq_0DQnW-Q1mAWWqcXO36JOCWjZPRxy-KjE8npn7GvjXbMa-oTeDEqDKDQ3icfmDD0GyAweoYKmjNu9EVeQDeBpw08vGi8Gjlqv90CdlBVbXh24PGTiLOzAOSYTywWdXCw6rFZu41jHuSPo1XxuJFlXnryZnIIS9gNpHVesQ/s1246/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%20presentacion%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1246" data-original-width="1235" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQPou9mlHLWSdugUq_0DQnW-Q1mAWWqcXO36JOCWjZPRxy-KjE8npn7GvjXbMa-oTeDEqDKDQ3icfmDD0GyAweoYKmjNu9EVeQDeBpw08vGi8Gjlqv90CdlBVbXh24PGTiLOzAOSYTywWdXCw6rFZu41jHuSPo1XxuJFlXnryZnIIS9gNpHVesQ/w396-h400/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%20presentacion%202.jpg" width="396" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHcMleetryF4MRyTJ1j2N5Q6sRTuZzfu_HDC6HJ8QH5QYqVXYuUs__uHgTJeIBZZzCYU6AJegimnr_yasdysT3P0uEf2EZ02nCjB8_CA_5rviyRJ_viXhZb16ofRPaz3di5ahFgLFT443GMhIz4fMmGVp4eDC7LDDSpbGxiinbmSwb1NIcBRM29w/s1242/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%20presentacion%20Arturo%20Gutierrez%20Plaza%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1231" data-original-width="1242" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHcMleetryF4MRyTJ1j2N5Q6sRTuZzfu_HDC6HJ8QH5QYqVXYuUs__uHgTJeIBZZzCYU6AJegimnr_yasdysT3P0uEf2EZ02nCjB8_CA_5rviyRJ_viXhZb16ofRPaz3di5ahFgLFT443GMhIz4fMmGVp4eDC7LDDSpbGxiinbmSwb1NIcBRM29w/w400-h396/Manuel%20Iris%20Los%20Disfraces%20del%20fuego.Alfabeto%20del%20mundo%20presentacion%20Arturo%20Gutierrez%20Plaza%203.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-44943290257606625812023-05-24T06:11:00.000-07:002023-05-24T06:11:00.664-07:00Descifrar el silencio: antología poética bilingüe Español-Polaco, publicada en España<p> <span style="font-size: medium;">Queridos amigos,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">hago este post para contarles dos cosas que casi me cuesta trabajo creer que son verdad. La primera es que un nuevo libro mío, una antología bilingüe español-polaco titulada "Descifrar lo invisible", acaba de ser publicada en España por Ultramarina Press (Plataforma PLACA). La version polaca de los poemas ha salido de la pluma de mi muy admirada amiga, la poeta y traductora Marta Eloy Cichocka, lo cual es un lujo enorme. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">La segunda cosa que quiero contarles es que, en un par de semanas, voy a presentar el libro en Madrid y en Cracovia. Será un viaje rápido y emocionante que me tiene un poco nervioso, por supuesto. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Será mi primera vez en España. Es un viaje que mi padre siempre quiso hacer y que murió sin haberlo realizado. Siento que viajaremos juntos. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Amigos, si conocen a alguien en cualquiera de esas dos bellas ciudades, díganle de estos eventos. Y si están en alguna de ellas durante esas fechas, por favor, vayan a darme un abrazo. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">No puedo decirles lo contento que estoy. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Salud!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2OnBtWoMLW1S1spKrDV98VDKQ2AFy8F3z_XLIeXTQIo6OoYSQi3qAWPc9DNtTBSizVk7GWie3gkAc988OhBWKaYc7zuUnhbSeLzC7ya44bHTegIRp3LpJpXayUbnXWjL4hNbgQ4TVv1YTMLfmRGCqpt54d6besMbCU91j_AXmSdgl77RdTA/s1500/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Ultramarina%20Editorial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1069" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu2OnBtWoMLW1S1spKrDV98VDKQ2AFy8F3z_XLIeXTQIo6OoYSQi3qAWPc9DNtTBSizVk7GWie3gkAc988OhBWKaYc7zuUnhbSeLzC7ya44bHTegIRp3LpJpXayUbnXWjL4hNbgQ4TVv1YTMLfmRGCqpt54d6besMbCU91j_AXmSdgl77RdTA/w456-h640/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Ultramarina%20Editorial.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkiz-ftfVuLXm9aN-3dpC4NsIC2GjSyj2FKHFvypOOvH4HjWNiKEWDrbvuZaEqWlBQcLklJ-Hl6dP4zYY5Jgl6N0tHh6BuktpR4ZS28H6NkBJToWbcw5FJdTVhs6o2LBcPIjBdsO7GM2LF87SA8w--1ewawr26S1nMXM2lEKaRi05R-J25X0/s1500/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Eventos%20Madrid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkiz-ftfVuLXm9aN-3dpC4NsIC2GjSyj2FKHFvypOOvH4HjWNiKEWDrbvuZaEqWlBQcLklJ-Hl6dP4zYY5Jgl6N0tHh6BuktpR4ZS28H6NkBJToWbcw5FJdTVhs6o2LBcPIjBdsO7GM2LF87SA8w--1ewawr26S1nMXM2lEKaRi05R-J25X0/w400-h400/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Eventos%20Madrid.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPGX1nc0OuFabENBViepGMF0ALtjPKcYTX7zJeO2Iaa_GGwUMfUHilCYuQ7E5xW174B0Ta0Ppn0clVt2rdLO1KC8vz6R35HaEKuk2Gr5YKwJ0oT40GAFdplGKPC9VdBZa9z5UGXMm8WMU2i3Pt3kdLFBWxN994tGHCDGVioYJJSg4Ybb4i6_Q/s1500/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Eventos%20Cracovia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPGX1nc0OuFabENBViepGMF0ALtjPKcYTX7zJeO2Iaa_GGwUMfUHilCYuQ7E5xW174B0Ta0Ppn0clVt2rdLO1KC8vz6R35HaEKuk2Gr5YKwJ0oT40GAFdplGKPC9VdBZa9z5UGXMm8WMU2i3Pt3kdLFBWxN994tGHCDGVioYJJSg4Ybb4i6_Q/w400-h400/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Eventos%20Cracovia.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAJpUUz5Eo-LUF6HQTXos6tV-jFIp6JHTG24AeFryY4mw6sMlhAWvxe4s2wxeRCGoS2iAN4E5f0AEp2a2SS6LBedyP_6Y1y_uHV3CYaswqoheDVlXXOrOpV86lKnsHQv_4ZdNCS_18a3Q9fdCuRQe84BL17dEuTkIMNJDkNX14IR4fMFFIBuc/s1500/Descifrar%20lo%20invisible%20Manuel%20Iris%20Eventos%20Madrid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0000ee;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0000ee;"><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-87153702255973410992023-05-23T06:59:00.000-07:002023-05-24T07:00:29.553-07:00Inside the Writer’s Head: Poetry, Music and Haiku with Jennifer Hambrick<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Poet Jennifer Hambrick joined me on a new episode of "<a href="https://open.spotify.com/show/3ZbGCz99xF3lIFdh2Ze3pU" target="_blank">Inside the Writer's Head</a>" ahead of the arrival of the largest and oldest gathering of haiku poets outside Japan to Cincinnati. The biennial conference Haiku North America is organized in part by Hambrick as program chair. Listen in as they discuss the lyrical power of haiku, Hambrick's musical lens of poetry, and information about Haiku North America. <br /><br /><br /><br /></span></p><iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/episode/30GRyqN1sD0V5FxRP8pJzS?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="352" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-62762596135889163672023-05-02T04:49:00.002-07:002023-05-02T05:08:55.082-07:00Manuel Iris at the Cincinnati Literary Club<p><br /></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 20pt;">Literary Club Poet Laureate
Series<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 20pt;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 20pt;">Manuel Iris<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 20pt;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Palatino Linotype",serif;">Writer-in-Residence of the
Cincinnati and Hamilton County public library (2023)<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Palatino Linotype",serif;">Poet Laureate Emeritus of the
City of Cincinnati, Ohio (2018-2020)<o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 16pt;">7-8 p.m. Thursday, May 4, 2023 Free and Open To The Public</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> </span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; font-size: 16pt;">The Literary Club, 500 E.
Fourth St. Cincinnati, OH</span><span style="font-size: 16pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"> <o:p></o:p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 63.0pt; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Attend in-person
if fully vaccinated and boosted – no reservation required<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">or click to </span><a href="https://us02web.zoom.us/j/86081257204?pwd=RFFrSm0zMnJudlA3eWRqa01qakNOdz09"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">attend by Zoom</span></a><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
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into browser </span><a href="https://us02web.zoom.us/j/86081257204?pwd=RFFrSm0zMnJudlA3eWRqa01qakNOdz09"><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">https://us02web.zoom.us/j/86081257204?pwd=RFFrSm0zMnJudlA3eWRqa01qakNOdz09</span></a><span style="font-family: "Times",serif; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirIehAv4Pv1LmMHPlq35FaRkKo5NLQJ2Gzgwc2KmMruXAfp9AMwac0wx33Vti4WnPkdrh8KBFVehVwdrhjLlwpHP2Yw0GiTDA5VxUOvZwYz1MNNZMhszHyRuSNpfwX4ETMTuL_EMZZsZeOi2tPYt6mgVAEqyHbNMrEQkGaj9uN0zPIEER1hIA/s2048/Lit%20club%20house.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirIehAv4Pv1LmMHPlq35FaRkKo5NLQJ2Gzgwc2KmMruXAfp9AMwac0wx33Vti4WnPkdrh8KBFVehVwdrhjLlwpHP2Yw0GiTDA5VxUOvZwYz1MNNZMhszHyRuSNpfwX4ETMTuL_EMZZsZeOi2tPYt6mgVAEqyHbNMrEQkGaj9uN0zPIEER1hIA/s320/Lit%20club%20house.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdVwyyFuRfhLR191Q8idHZGkrKO3I1N77XdJ2yFZjY7uEpAz4ChD5oZz1ZPS0JKPN7X7C9b22lt4gSLFEj2JG8shHlU3xi1J5qnm12bUuHMcyzKgCcBZhBR3RkE5wHdM96Et343HwaywRY9M9l0I8yBVGPoy-91CUy-NvC0g9gbBSay8_wSfY/s2048/Lit%20Club%20flag.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdVwyyFuRfhLR191Q8idHZGkrKO3I1N77XdJ2yFZjY7uEpAz4ChD5oZz1ZPS0JKPN7X7C9b22lt4gSLFEj2JG8shHlU3xi1J5qnm12bUuHMcyzKgCcBZhBR3RkE5wHdM96Et343HwaywRY9M9l0I8yBVGPoy-91CUy-NvC0g9gbBSay8_wSfY/s320/Lit%20Club%20flag.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For much of the nineteenth century, Cincinnati was the center of culture and learning in Ohio and throughout the Midwest. During this period, the residents of the city often founded organizations to sponsor cultural and educational activities. The Literary Club is one such organization. It was founded on October 29, 1849.</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Since its founding, the club has had no more than one hundred regular members at any given time, all of them men. Members have included many prominent Cincinnati residents, including Rutherford B. Hayes and William Howard Taft. Members present papers at club meetings, and occasionally famous writers have spoken to the club’s membership as well. Among the Literary Club’s guests have been Ralph Waldo Emerson, Booker T. Washington, Mark Twain, and Robert Frost. Cincinnati's Literary Club is the oldest such club in the United States.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="x168nmei x13lgxp2 x30kzoy x9jhf4c x6ikm8r x10wlt62" data-visualcompletion="ignore-dynamic" style="border-radius: 0px 0px 8px 8px; font-family: inherit; overflow: hidden;"><div style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="font-family: inherit;"><div style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="x1n2onr6" style="font-family: inherit; position: relative;"><div class="x6s0dn4 xi81zsa x78zum5 x6prxxf x13a6bvl xvq8zen xdj266r xktsk01 xat24cr x1d52u69 x889kno x4uap5 x1a8lsjc xkhd6sd xdppsyt" style="align-items: center; border-bottom: 1px solid var(--divider); color: var(--secondary-text); display: flex; font-family: inherit; font-size: 0.9375rem; justify-content: flex-end; line-height: 1.3333; margin: 0px 16px; padding: 10px 0px;"><div class="x6s0dn4 x78zum5 x1iyjqo2 x6ikm8r x10wlt62" style="align-items: center; background-color: white; color: #65676b; display: flex; flex-grow: 1; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; overflow: hidden;"><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="x4k7w5x x1h91t0o x1h9r5lt x1jfb8zj xv2umb2 x1beo9mf xaigb6o x12ejxvf x3igimt xarpa2k xedcshv x1lytzrv x1t2pt76 x7ja8zs x1qrby5j" style="align-items: inherit; align-self: inherit; display: inherit; flex-direction: inherit; flex: inherit; font-family: inherit; height: inherit; max-height: inherit; max-width: inherit; min-height: inherit; min-width: inherit; place-content: inherit; width: inherit;"><div class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1o1ewxj x3x9cwd x1e5q0jg x13rtm0m x1n2onr6 x87ps6o x1lku1pv x1a2a7pz x1heor9g xnl1qt8 x6ikm8r x10wlt62 x1vjfegm x1lliihq" role="button" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-radius: inherit; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: inherit; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; max-height: 1.3333em; outline: none; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px; position: relative; text-align: inherit; touch-action: manipulation; user-select: none; z-index: 1;" tabindex="0"><div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="x1e558r4" style="font-family: inherit; padding-left: 4px;"><br /></span></span></div></div></span></div></div><div class="x9f619 x1n2onr6 x1ja2u2z x78zum5 x2lah0s x1qughib x1qjc9v5 xozqiw3 x1q0g3np xykv574 xbmpl8g x4cne27 xifccgj" style="align-items: stretch; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #65676b; display: flex; flex-flow: row nowrap; flex-shrink: 0; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; justify-content: space-between; margin: -6px; position: relative; z-index: 0;"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-75397600881229383042023-05-01T05:03:00.000-07:002023-05-02T05:04:15.328-07:00We need to talk about it: Fear. A writing workshop with Writer-in-Residence Manuel Iris<p><span style="font-size: large;"> In this session, participants will write about the concept of fear, whether it's about having or overcoming fear, or exploring the consequences of fear and talking about its opposites: bravery and love. Click on the image to register in advance.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://cincinnatilibrary.bibliocommons.com/events/64218983d8707f30001c1c18?fbclid=IwAR1oii9ZL2pqRX4r8cG0X-HiOe8YzkHUpfMi_ApADy9VVFe3LYAEYTKmXag" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWK5urHaq947LyVpqUZa64f1efx-qxjyYi1yHNE1lcGAdg1V9KNrst_wFRL-KysYjQMzxXeCaKeVRP5_d1EW9aW8WgtpHEmz_0mKkyYVdCkXhnFavlAfZI8kmKEGjhr9tBdgFOPGsx_jXWa2zzETJkqB1zRq3hTx27s9H571jRSo4BDnCKHYs/w400-h400/Manuel%20Iris%20writing%20Workshop%20We%20need%20to%20talk%20about%20it%20Fear.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-9737651186732896582023-04-26T05:04:00.003-07:002023-05-02T05:09:35.659-07:00A Translation of Silence: The 2023 César Chávez Day Celebration<p><span style="font-size: large;"> About a month ago, Miami University welcomed me as a guest speaker for the Cesar Chavez Day Celebration. Today, I am thrilled to share this article by Lindsay Douglas -- UniDiversity Student Ambassador -- with her reflections on this experience.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">I don't need to tell you how special this is to me. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Click on the image to read the article.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://miamioh.edu/global-initiatives/news-events/2023/04/2023-cesar-chavez-celebration.html?fbclid=IwAR3AwFIOdQwFvzu2pZ4bs7q8T_TziUCe5Vkzvgj0OVBB5uoOSVx8I1RC290" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5RvdEV9RYCB4RaPq_jLG6KEUOR-W_vIvkvSN-GJO_ThoS7IaOCyPLPl7d8BFkqSZuwVOk8k9RDIom5NoMSF06vY9lu6TGM-eK1x7XdspiTqABsS4IxUdroW-3uijAuaWZ-lEjeK80VbWEvAwNVz4k0wmibby0xwGejcLKqxrNP0033wRbR4/w400-h300/Manuel%20Iris%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%20Celebration%20Miami%20University.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div><br /></div>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-57296239482852001262023-04-25T05:35:00.004-07:002023-05-02T05:38:50.624-07:00National Poetry Month and Its Dangers, by Manuel Iris<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBQnYfLMZG_EWp8dPSO34Sdhx4V6DQIY_h73axQElsIeuR3G3gEZ4ssE_7zMDJqxdUFl983XmL4DVebWhuJdhRR21vLRAxNttNUOS4tz8Zn9KegX0vn-c76Ec3bb0Mgjgh1GoGVhoQMpgn7ZvVJbzsREry7cHM7rz_uu3BK15mbjBIsJkxraI/s1855/Manuel%20Iris%20Writer-in-Residence%20Cincinnati%20Public%20Library.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="928" data-original-width="1855" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBQnYfLMZG_EWp8dPSO34Sdhx4V6DQIY_h73axQElsIeuR3G3gEZ4ssE_7zMDJqxdUFl983XmL4DVebWhuJdhRR21vLRAxNttNUOS4tz8Zn9KegX0vn-c76Ec3bb0Mgjgh1GoGVhoQMpgn7ZvVJbzsREry7cHM7rz_uu3BK15mbjBIsJkxraI/w400-h200/Manuel%20Iris%20Writer-in-Residence%20Cincinnati%20Public%20Library.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Like every year, National Poetry Month arrives for all those who, in the United States, enjoy writing and reading poetry. Libraries and cultural centers are filled with books and mentions of poets, and with the poets themselves carrying out readings, conversations, lectures, or book signings. Social media is filled with well-intentioned writing challenges (a poem a day, for example) and quotes from well-known or very obscure poems. Whoever is dedicated to poetry in this country is, of course, very busy in April.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">These are all public and necessary celebrations of an art that, like any other spiritual exercise, is done primarily in privacy. I mean by this that, even if one writes or thinks about poems in the company of others at a university, a literary workshop, or a writing retreat, the poetic experience is an essentially individual, intimate endeavor. That is why I want to talk briefly about some issues that poets, readers, and cultural institutions of all kinds should consider during these celebrations.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Supporting Poetry</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">A great way to support poetry is to pay poets for what they do, even if the amounts are just a token of appreciation. Sadly, many cultural institutions think they are doing the poet a favor when they ask her to read or talk for free. They have been kind enough to receive the artist, show her work, and hive her a space, but in reality they are the ones who receive the favor of the poet's time.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Institutions that do not offer payment for the poet's work must be, at least, aware that it is no honor for anyone to work for free, and that they are the ones who should feel indebted and grateful. That is why such institutions must, at least, take care of giving said poet all possible promotion, and treat her with respect. Every April, poets take the risk of filling themselves with unpaid work. Sometimes, of course, they have to do it. But nobody should do it too many times.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">To keep reading, <a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/national-poetry-month/" target="_blank">click here</a></span></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-85311888437053075412023-04-25T05:34:00.001-07:002023-05-02T05:37:48.445-07:00El mes nacional de la poesía y sus peligros (Writer-In-Residence Blog)<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/el-mes-nacional-de-la-poesia/?fbclid=IwAR1JBRhoAK4Sw9jXtEjMBjyYTskTZMXqwmd7CAREZgS4LYXKelMwpesmD9w" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="928" data-original-width="1855" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhojhcQa29PI_9HZdd_nwK2gwAV1la2WXh1LqkO4WzOJHO1BROlhWQxOQqNjl2gn82NE7BeNYsKMJ-uE2785I6m2RKEyw0uKYrKLogmMZ88pY1iCDecCAbHHDWeQLbsujdH8heBOQgzhhtqiw-PSh4E2GY_8xY7mha9_nyDlqtAXr1UhdYrNok/w400-h200/Manuel%20Iris%20Writer-in-Residence%20Cincinnati%20Public%20Library.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Como cada año, el mes nacional de la poesía llega para todos aquellos a quienes, en Estados Unidos, gustan de escribir y leer poemas. Las bibliotecas y centros culturales se llenan de libros y menciones de poetas, cuando no de los poetas mismos llevando a cabo lecturas, conversaciones, conferencias, o firmas de libros. Las redes sociales se llenan de bienintencionados retos de escritura (un poema diario, por ejemplo) y de citas de poemas muy conocidos o muy oscuros. Quien se dedica a la poesía en este país está, por supuesto, muy ocupado en el mes de abril.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Todo esto son celebraciones públicas y necesarias de un arte que, como cualquier otro ejercicio espiritual, se realiza fundamentalmente en la privacidad. Quiero decir con esto que, aunque uno escriba o piense en poemas en la compañía de otros en una universidad, un taller literario, o un retiro de escritura, la experiencia poética es esencialmente individual, íntima. Por ello quiero hablar, aunque brevemente, de algunas cosas que creo que los poetas, lectores, e instituciones culturales de todo tipo deben tomar en cuenta durante el mes de abril.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Una muy buena manera de apoyar a poesía es pagarle a los poetas por las cosas que hacen, incluso si las cantidades son simbólicas. Tristemente, muchas instituciones culturales piensan que cuando un poeta se presenta gratuitamente en su recinto, han sido ellas quienes han hecho el favor de recibir al artista, de mostrar su trabajo, de darle un espacio; cuando en realidad son ellas quienes reciben el favor del tiempo del poeta.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Para seguir leyendo,<a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/el-mes-nacional-de-la-poesia/?fbclid=IwAR1JBRhoAK4Sw9jXtEjMBjyYTskTZMXqwmd7CAREZgS4LYXKelMwpesmD9w" target="_blank"> haga click aqui</a></span></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-90379392004711633552023-04-23T05:43:00.001-07:002023-05-02T05:48:33.239-07:00National Poetry Month Reading and Conversation at the Mercantile Library (Cincinnati)<p>On April 18, 2023, the Mercantile library hosted <a href="https://mercantilelibrary.com/calendar/national-poetry-month-reading-and-conversation/" target="_blank">this wonderful poetry reading and conversation,</a> to celebrate National Poetry Month. </p><p><br /></p><p>In words of my friend--and current Cincinnati Poet Laureate-- Yalie Kamara:</p><p>"Cincinnati boasts a poetry community that is diverse, alive, sensitive to the vibrations of humanity, the living world, and history. This is was so beautifully displayed in the works of poets Felicia Zamora, Kristen Renzi, and Manuel Iris who I had the pleasure of reading alongside—thank you for gracing us with your art, hearts, and minds! I am grateful too to the @themercantilelib for attending to every wonderful detail of this evening and our fabulous virtual and in-person audience whose presence was palpable, engaging, and encouragingly. It’s a very beautiful thing to have a room full of people show up for a Tuesday night poetry event and even more spectacular that they wanted to stay and chat with the poets and each other half an hour after the close of the event. Poetry lives and gives and lives in Cincinnati. (Pictures by Amy Hunter and Felicia Zamora.)" </p><p><br /></p><p>I am very thankful for having been part of such a moving event. </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIiTPAhZ_ZjCQJXQU2dF8jplKrku-rEDw4F91Hvf3QQBnI2BIYwNnlh63Zv6xepnWrHtnRg9ssgSIWQUplbnux0WemxK1a9dYewGy3k35bvYROwuWkVeEHhB1Tk5mB05XY2h0u7UuFZaeKqXeAtFBmcZT0w2Ml3gTx-DVaa597-KueDJieiI/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Felicia%20Zamora%20Kristen%20Renzi%20Mercantile%20Library%20National%20Poetry%20Month%20Reading%202023%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIiTPAhZ_ZjCQJXQU2dF8jplKrku-rEDw4F91Hvf3QQBnI2BIYwNnlh63Zv6xepnWrHtnRg9ssgSIWQUplbnux0WemxK1a9dYewGy3k35bvYROwuWkVeEHhB1Tk5mB05XY2h0u7UuFZaeKqXeAtFBmcZT0w2Ml3gTx-DVaa597-KueDJieiI/w400-h400/Manuel%20Iris%20Felicia%20Zamora%20Kristen%20Renzi%20Mercantile%20Library%20National%20Poetry%20Month%20Reading%202023%202.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5ceLrOnZOB21DayW40twe-4EKHfjGNTHfgVwH0Ob9OU-zBRYqKlIP4-bh_J8i-ZDTi_-BlZ08gCKHAnzm-0YrB1_3O8aEQEU65tgNho-Ctih-6m4YaVSjyPJPT2J2wi_0i_G1PRWuHQCSwkoCsqoszC7xrIZn53EAIfWc73wJG82rpFT6Ew/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Felicia%20Zamora%20Kristen%20Renzi%20Mercantile%20Library%20National%20Poetry%20Month%20Reading%202023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih5ceLrOnZOB21DayW40twe-4EKHfjGNTHfgVwH0Ob9OU-zBRYqKlIP4-bh_J8i-ZDTi_-BlZ08gCKHAnzm-0YrB1_3O8aEQEU65tgNho-Ctih-6m4YaVSjyPJPT2J2wi_0i_G1PRWuHQCSwkoCsqoszC7xrIZn53EAIfWc73wJG82rpFT6Ew/w400-h400/Manuel%20Iris%20Felicia%20Zamora%20Kristen%20Renzi%20Mercantile%20Library%20National%20Poetry%20Month%20Reading%202023.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-47651228781190148202023-04-21T05:57:00.000-07:002023-05-02T05:59:22.133-07:00Manuel Iris at the Ohioana Book Festival 2023 in Columbus, Ohio<p> If you are in Columbus, Ohio, today and tomorrow (April 21 and 22nd of 2023) please come to listen to some poetry and conversation with me.</p><p>Today at 7:00 pm</p><p>Poetry Reading - Manuel Iris at Streetlight Guild as part of the preparations for the Ohioana book fair.</p><p>Then, tomorrow at 4: 30 pm, I will be the final act at the Poetry Room of the 2023 Ohioana Book Festival. </p><p>I am happy and honored by both invitations. 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That warmed my heart. Some of these pictures were taken by them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROuemFfapr6GxS9BfBNNQoHQcvBg0FW32X-4a13tpZi6riP1JbI_KFwNdbXNoLyLp3n5K4CDGPvfV7ajZTLHafrZhjv9hhAOXYBxkho3IG4AycexRHQR_E6V08jxNHx-g636osO0nYAXaN4MQpPw1Ay3sgxsi5QTWB8o0U2zLO9j8BJwUZbQ/s1601/2023%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%20Celebration%20Manuel%20Iris%20Miami%20University.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1601" data-original-width="1176" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgROuemFfapr6GxS9BfBNNQoHQcvBg0FW32X-4a13tpZi6riP1JbI_KFwNdbXNoLyLp3n5K4CDGPvfV7ajZTLHafrZhjv9hhAOXYBxkho3IG4AycexRHQR_E6V08jxNHx-g636osO0nYAXaN4MQpPw1Ay3sgxsi5QTWB8o0U2zLO9j8BJwUZbQ/w294-h400/2023%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%20Celebration%20Manuel%20Iris%20Miami%20University.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2RqB-lucCIrUzjljar_k5LuaLrzlmNkbQtYfMR6Rtni2cKxeNEoKhY-PPICRq87xdI6eY5VLryLblBZQE-BnRYK0wwqNBlCJ9I8vSntzAMRMw9Vw1qpa8tiOQZrgePlqZTEoBoNPuQPTLDSfY85kNEAHb6ugj_6SCnf-k4BAdqktqR0xq34/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv2RqB-lucCIrUzjljar_k5LuaLrzlmNkbQtYfMR6Rtni2cKxeNEoKhY-PPICRq87xdI6eY5VLryLblBZQE-BnRYK0wwqNBlCJ9I8vSntzAMRMw9Vw1qpa8tiOQZrgePlqZTEoBoNPuQPTLDSfY85kNEAHb6ugj_6SCnf-k4BAdqktqR0xq34/w400-h300/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEyi5sv1wLOHsMmurBCOsL6rmoUdTVpQdCuY7xeFCBETYD-Eiy-tqAOvSd8R6O4xJbpGSkbuaKyEn-Le3M5mCmTo1ohNIBzRU7WiCTVJ4I6eVU_vZeEN1AkabqQnWMnMg0TOMTafXYVnCQockKp5JC1ta3Nd0ndCTvhzdafjfidLhs3tDTz_Y/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%202023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEyi5sv1wLOHsMmurBCOsL6rmoUdTVpQdCuY7xeFCBETYD-Eiy-tqAOvSd8R6O4xJbpGSkbuaKyEn-Le3M5mCmTo1ohNIBzRU7WiCTVJ4I6eVU_vZeEN1AkabqQnWMnMg0TOMTafXYVnCQockKp5JC1ta3Nd0ndCTvhzdafjfidLhs3tDTz_Y/s320/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%202023.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymVhKC685THoJwVwAE2afWwn6exCr1FHFfvK1JXKrKhTK7_jcq1Hn3vl2nOeJgCdNTAHOryJXinkguRCzrYoer_RkeewSHhU7mscrydvvQ0FwXFqGxPF-3iDMX_VdFzyhWId7_9goMWSnN-jIp0hmZPEmWx5IavR4St6Hod1lwXsbYbx1ahY/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%202023%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymVhKC685THoJwVwAE2afWwn6exCr1FHFfvK1JXKrKhTK7_jcq1Hn3vl2nOeJgCdNTAHOryJXinkguRCzrYoer_RkeewSHhU7mscrydvvQ0FwXFqGxPF-3iDMX_VdFzyhWId7_9goMWSnN-jIp0hmZPEmWx5IavR4St6Hod1lwXsbYbx1ahY/w300-h400/Manuel%20Iris%20Writing%20Workshop%20Miami%20University%20Cesar%20Chavez%20Day%202023%202.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-11944110879930031202023-04-02T06:24:00.001-07:002023-05-02T06:35:07.616-07:00Alguien se hizo un tatuaje con la ilustración de un poema mío! / Somebody got one of my poem's illustrations as a tatoo! <p><span style="font-size: medium;">Este post es para contarles algo que jamás me hubiera imaginado. Lo hago rápido: Hace 19 años yo era un muchacho que acababa de publicar un libro que le llevó dos años escribir. Era un libro de poesía para niños titulado “Versos robados y otros juegos”, al cual todavía le tengo mucho afecto. En dicho libro, el último poema (que le da título al libro) habla de un elefante escondido detrás de una margarita. El texto va acompañado de una ilustración muy bella y sencilla, hecha por mi amigo Edilberto Barrero.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Ese libro, que tuvo dos ediciones, fue leído por muchos niños en Yucatán. Una de esas niñas, llamada Natalia, es ahora una joven adulta, y hace unos días se hizo un tatuaje con esa ilustración, porque el poema resuena todavía en su corazón y su cabeza. Veo las fotos y no las creo. Agradezco mucho que me las hayan enviado. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Estados Unidos, abril es el mes nacional de la poesía y yo lo empiezo así, porque la poesía también es eso: un abrazo que llega cuando debe llegar. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Salud, amigos.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">.........................................................................................</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">19 years ago, I published my first book. It was a children's book called "Stolen Verses and Other Games," which I still hold dear. In said book, the last poem (which gives the book its title) talks about an elephant hiding behind a daisy. The text is accompanied by a wonderful and simple illustration by my friend Edilberto Barrero.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">That book was read by many children in Yucatán. One of those girls, named Natalia, is now a young adult and, a few days ago, she got a tattoo with that illustration because the poem still resonates in her heart and mind. I see the photos and I can't believe them. Thank you very much, Natalia, for sending them to me.</span></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvil5hebCE_Oc-VNyR4LWCjTN8I7MGLZ1o1tMFCgYxNmUXAQ49RIN-TrkNd4GsAc6Qadye6MC5-Gg3tdDTzrwXbzPMq21-834WmvRDOSrlY0IXFuuNo0nXVBSfor1pF35LFlDrZdXOzM5yPzPwY45GbPZVqFyie4lxHpqc9QijdzJiYYYfOCs/s2048/Versos%20robados%20Manuel%20Iris%20Ilustracion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvil5hebCE_Oc-VNyR4LWCjTN8I7MGLZ1o1tMFCgYxNmUXAQ49RIN-TrkNd4GsAc6Qadye6MC5-Gg3tdDTzrwXbzPMq21-834WmvRDOSrlY0IXFuuNo0nXVBSfor1pF35LFlDrZdXOzM5yPzPwY45GbPZVqFyie4lxHpqc9QijdzJiYYYfOCs/w300-h400/Versos%20robados%20Manuel%20Iris%20Ilustracion.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSC6nv9gNEdUdqHpLS_-iJzHs0WL4Bw16VImSkZprn940sCls7071wm8fIflIm5zcUi9NPrnrBkzQIS6nplBpusMAWvI_fk0w6Tip4g9SpozqyaVKh7Zuan95PhTOFcvHlk438MJGr3da8wfWljReLtL1l_RsVpMsBv8jwnnxRtSBQn0OpUqY/s2048/Versos%20Robados%20Manuel%20Iris%20poema%20poem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYi1IXf2JezH9Gdpa84F2Jb-hcYibgrNYzKUCDRf8tdgRKqMhgXYaWfMKtNk-pqJhp4Ci5MyODp33t9wp8KZ4If1YxMeKMLOdL3b6XriC17erevSsUNbuNhBTJQAIlcl3nveSLBPfdzWkMSQmid7yQotgB2We1czwobx_ZuOV660_GC-_pI3Y/w300-h400/Versos%20Robados%20y%20otros%20juegos%20Manuel%20Iris%20portada.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-31988430812258679852023-03-22T14:10:00.005-07:002023-05-02T14:14:55.072-07:00Conversatorio con Manuel Iris en la FILEY 2023<p> </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Queridos amigos, el 19 de marzo tuve el gusto de conversar con el Dr. Alejandro Loeza y mi amigo el poeta Fernando Trejo acerca de las cosas que escribo, en el marco de la FILEY 2023. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Fue un evento emotivo y bello.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Un artículo acerca de ese evento, publicado en el Diario de Yucatán, <a href="https://www.yucatan.com.mx/imagen/2023/3/22/manuel-iris-tuvo-un-conversatorio-en-la-filey-2023-392885.html?fbclid=IwAR0zwOZox2fagSoSM-z1YbENSYfsO2YSPIqwOo11t1rDCocSJ0gdNMdTISQ" target="_blank"><b>puede leerse aquí</b></a></span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="314" scrolling="no" src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Flafiley%2Fvideos%2F9322367804470765%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" style="border: none; overflow: hidden;" width="560"></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRbbAhLLmc-ZkMzsaxGWtabtNtwDtwEYm5SyC3gOW_wDRbiS7BYMx7kALBYWAbXG3Zyf73mRmMRbtM23R-fTVuoQgA2Ya3wvzh5m6RKZpm2v8cOVY16ns_X_jzEWQX8w81HS1O9_Rt7kHorlq2USeWLZYK16yJwOYPZV-pcHjTKc02TGWpRig/s1200/Brenda%20Navarro%20Manuel%20Iris%20Filey%202023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1200" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRbbAhLLmc-ZkMzsaxGWtabtNtwDtwEYm5SyC3gOW_wDRbiS7BYMx7kALBYWAbXG3Zyf73mRmMRbtM23R-fTVuoQgA2Ya3wvzh5m6RKZpm2v8cOVY16ns_X_jzEWQX8w81HS1O9_Rt7kHorlq2USeWLZYK16yJwOYPZV-pcHjTKc02TGWpRig/w400-h400/Brenda%20Navarro%20Manuel%20Iris%20Filey%202023.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-3090218360272792612023-03-16T09:42:00.003-07:002023-05-02T10:01:54.759-07:00Yuri Herrera y Manuel Iris dialogan para la FILEY 2023 (Video)<p> </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">El pasado 16 de marzo de 2023 tuve el enorme gusto de conversar a distancia con Yuri Herrera, uno de los narradores más importantes de la actualidad. Dejo aquí el video completo de la conversación. </span></p><p><br /></p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="314" scrolling="no" src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Flafiley%2Fvideos%2F1370340090487019%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" style="border: none; overflow: hidden;" width="560"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-65077261089889533272023-03-13T06:41:00.001-07:002023-05-02T06:45:27.170-07:00Regreso a casa, ciclo de conversaciones con escritores Mexicanos radicados en el extranjero<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Queridos amigos, ahora sí ya nos veremos esta misma semana en Mérida, la de Yucatán, para la FILEY - Feria Internacional de la Lectura que me da la oportunidad de regresar a mi casa, y ver no solamente a los amigos de ahí, sino a muchos otros que visitan la ciudad para la ocasión. Voy contento y lleno de ganas de dar abrazos y de hablar de literatura. Voy, además, con la bella encomienda de hablar (en persona y a distancia) con Brenda Navarro, Yuri Herrera y Judith Santopoetro, a quienes admiro profundamente. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Amigos en la ciudad blanca: nos vemos muy pronto!</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_T6Nll4Uh55LnOaYtPr1mzVvZDCPNPAjn2ST9jRAJuzH73WiIevc3zkGMoTnxhLXD7IOqVD_Yq1K_m28TISzdt-FqhRROPJXWtOpdekmJ41vXWi55ARoMwQcYPtxGMuJVm81hzMSawjZRA0ypqBj9ZvNV8hp_M93OGIXZgFdu7C2IK0C_vg/s1492/FILEY%20Yucatan%202023%20Regreso%20a%20Casa%20Manuel%20Iris%20Brenda%20Navarro%20Yuri%20Herrera%20Judith%20Santopietro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1492" data-original-width="1194" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG_T6Nll4Uh55LnOaYtPr1mzVvZDCPNPAjn2ST9jRAJuzH73WiIevc3zkGMoTnxhLXD7IOqVD_Yq1K_m28TISzdt-FqhRROPJXWtOpdekmJ41vXWi55ARoMwQcYPtxGMuJVm81hzMSawjZRA0ypqBj9ZvNV8hp_M93OGIXZgFdu7C2IK0C_vg/w512-h640/FILEY%20Yucatan%202023%20Regreso%20a%20Casa%20Manuel%20Iris%20Brenda%20Navarro%20Yuri%20Herrera%20Judith%20Santopietro.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-68143964567635891292023-03-04T06:54:00.005-08:002023-05-02T06:59:34.448-07:00Manuel Iris at Ohio University (Athens, Ohio)<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> I am very thankful for the opportunity to share space and words with my friends in Ohio University. Special thanks to professors Joanna Mitchell and Maria Postigo for their time and all their attentions and kindness. The translation students are brilliant and engaged. I will keep these memories with me for a long time. Athens is an exceptional place.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Wendy McVicker, Stephanie Kendrick, Bonnie Proudfoot: I must thank you, too. I hope we meet again soon.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFVkiANLOUnvq22sfg74oPnEN_LXYIxRnbjZvwMjaYWeJF67fW5x80wilm8hbLtXSliaCSS9-zvT9FyMX-5uLQ9-d6Bq0LdKxmb4iZm5-Us9ZaFXnMxNjgUkLxXxWqFCNBV9yYsD7egPzJS8aGO3iB8axdsvIIL3ps6OuLqktaL0VcpVUyLhQ/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023%20flyer.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1151" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFVkiANLOUnvq22sfg74oPnEN_LXYIxRnbjZvwMjaYWeJF67fW5x80wilm8hbLtXSliaCSS9-zvT9FyMX-5uLQ9-d6Bq0LdKxmb4iZm5-Us9ZaFXnMxNjgUkLxXxWqFCNBV9yYsD7egPzJS8aGO3iB8axdsvIIL3ps6OuLqktaL0VcpVUyLhQ/w400-h225/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023%20flyer.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8uQTmCjOe2qTy9MyMlrZXufUh3q2es_m6acc-1klTixsA2ueBfaza2GrM8zC_wpQ9QLq7qQnn6bkoHQNvwPtGnuQUpinreW26dzPw86HmYZqFmRF_L8qsheYoT0ayyfdXD8a71u6rpAeAub6djUsV7Z6HMn36mI_uV2Ved8kqOpYpRmzuV88/s1170/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023%20translation%20class.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="876" data-original-width="1170" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8uQTmCjOe2qTy9MyMlrZXufUh3q2es_m6acc-1klTixsA2ueBfaza2GrM8zC_wpQ9QLq7qQnn6bkoHQNvwPtGnuQUpinreW26dzPw86HmYZqFmRF_L8qsheYoT0ayyfdXD8a71u6rpAeAub6djUsV7Z6HMn36mI_uV2Ved8kqOpYpRmzuV88/w400-h300/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023%20translation%20class.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-oM7fJ-BkHlfy4n-DKODyQWfZIRG3LcIvDnGnQz9PRcJIysy1JE5jyDXg_IlCR5VeGpqZyW3r7jNShaPRDeAUvHuj1fAABUtG8_jGxJRmHudFDZ6hb4YiConXDOe1SQoZ7z5MRQhFb_aJhwOCW8yLaF-YHJMC8jClPO9iyCqXgBHGrb4jKzE/s1170/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="876" data-original-width="1170" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-oM7fJ-BkHlfy4n-DKODyQWfZIRG3LcIvDnGnQz9PRcJIysy1JE5jyDXg_IlCR5VeGpqZyW3r7jNShaPRDeAUvHuj1fAABUtG8_jGxJRmHudFDZ6hb4YiConXDOe1SQoZ7z5MRQhFb_aJhwOCW8yLaF-YHJMC8jClPO9iyCqXgBHGrb4jKzE/w400-h300/Manuel%20Iris%20Ohio%20University%202023.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-47675394391341244452023-02-20T09:06:00.002-08:002023-05-03T04:52:48.985-07:00Inside the Writer’s Head: Black History Month and Love<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/inside-the-writers-head-black-history-month-and-love/?fbclid=IwAR12gE77vjyEALSJ-CMf2wYLGX-gBuMRw_vt_glYaklCqqL5q8RTi82TLqA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="928" data-original-width="1855" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP9HrAKPOZIceKpnh3qaBYBBzrtQTmAjhXcVvgiohIxUesT9DvwXiiEJWHOHKCDsPONXDmlYHO-O36iBsuMiG78z9DrfD5Y5e43WW87pDERBGIjpgbAXrXXF-WDPBtSkl_9H2hMFPbj4ag-qocY2kenPghtXaB5DiJRdoedWfq6MNfEVYsfqY/w400-h200/Inside%20the%20writers%20head%20Manuel%20Iris%20Podcast.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>In my inaugural episode of this season of “Inside the Writer’s Head,” I chose to interview two brilliant guests to have a conversation about Black history and love. Listen in to my conversation with MoPoetry Phillips and Yalie Saweda Kamara.</p><p>Guests on This Episode</p><p>MoPoetry Phillips is a national spoken word artist who cofounded of Regal Rhythms Poetry LLC, ands founded Hit the Mic Cincy. She is the author of “Equals Greatness, opens a new window,” is a member of the Urban Appalachian Community Coalition, on the Juneteenth Committee, serves on the Board for Kids4Peace, and is currently serving under the Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion Committee of Women Writing for (a) Change. Find the latest about MoPoetry Phillips at hithemiccincy.com.</p><p><br /></p><p>Yalie Saweda Kamara is a Sierra Leonean-American writer, educator, and researcher from Oakland, California and the 2022-2023 Cincinnati and Mercantile Library Poet Laureate. She is editor of the forthcoming anthology, “What You Need to Know About Me: Youth Writers on Their Experiences of Migration” (The Hawkins Project, 2022) and author of “A Brief Biography of My Name” and “When The Living Sing.” Learn more at Yalie Saweda Kamara's website, yaylala.com, opens a new window.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://open.spotify.com/episode/2iH37tI95miAaIRl2Z4LYh?go=1&sp_cid=1a38ff2d8f9516c0ed67e5bb135ec82f&utm_source=embed_player_v&utm_medium=desktop&nd=1" target="_blank"><br /></a></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><iframe style="border-radius:12px" src="https://open.spotify.com/embed/episode/2iH37tI95miAaIRl2Z4LYh?utm_source=generator" width="100%" height="152" frameBorder="0" allowfullscreen="" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; fullscreen; picture-in-picture" loading="lazy"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-76382542109211440382023-02-13T10:07:00.007-08:002023-05-02T10:09:28.753-07:00Nos vemos pronto en la FILEY! (Video) <p> Queridos amigos,</p><p><br /></p><p>La feria Internacional de la Lectura Yucatán (FILEY) 2023 ya va a empezar. Ahí nos veremos!<br /><br /> </p><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="314" scrolling="no" src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Flafiley%2Fvideos%2F849069089522684%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" style="border: none; overflow: hidden;" width="560"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-46750365616200931412023-02-01T10:20:00.001-08:002023-05-02T10:24:50.974-07:00Manuel Iris, Writer-In-residence at the Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library (Video)During my year as Writer-in-residence for the Cincinnati and Hamilton County Public Library, I will host podcasts, write blog posts, hold office hours, and lead writing workshops.<div><br /></div><div>Watch the video to learn more about my life, writing, and what I hope to do during my year-long Writer-in-Residence term at the Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library. </div><div><br /></div><div>The Library Foundation’s Writer-in-Residence serves as our literary ambassador to the community. Find out more about the position, and view upcoming event dates: https://chpl.org/writer-in-residence/</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="true" frameborder="0" height="314" scrolling="no" src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FCincyLibrary%2Fvideos%2F2126560884208134%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" style="border: none; overflow: hidden;" width="560"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-85210853038682727712023-02-01T10:17:00.001-08:002023-05-02T10:19:25.285-07:00Manuel Iris, escritor en residencia del en residencia de Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library. (Video)<p> <span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Como saben ya, este año tengo el honor de ser el escritor en en residencia de </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/CincyLibrary?__cft__[0]=AZV2bfeEvukdSkIunU_22oabtya8HQlZjAphcQmh7FzALzlv1B5eb8l6maFhBfSnGUfLvklUmov-CMMbvE2rvzgWuZaxWX4dF5ex8kA2WMHzkSQyC9fey84L97ILsVMn59dk9d7cJz68S_u5fBqF2gqHw_vXx0Z4ZfPJ4XS3PANikihu--prjyB45AKp35k6RPYorOaOb9lVptbcYHyDqUyO&__tn__=-]K-R" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library</span></a></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">. Este es mi video de presentación y es la primera vez que se hace uno en español. Me pone muy, muy contento esta oportunidad, que es en realidad una oportunidad para acercarnos todos a las bibliotecas de aquí, y de todas partes. Pasen a ver, amigos!</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FCincyLibrary%2Fvideos%2F553354000070744%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" width="560" height="314" style="border:none;overflow:hidden" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="true" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowFullScreen="true"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-82645881103510039952023-01-11T05:04:00.004-08:002023-05-03T05:12:29.783-07:00My Life and the Libraries<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifYneQNjkI3rIkrUV67w9GXdzenW3raU5eFX5JZyrps0GkvLTymwz52XH9mlu9aevo6Cw_vF7U2uI0nTfloRW5RUZLwnlHp8Llb9cfMdQQ-5ZxTOIC-we72Gnzn7TbvlyNcHu1TdJbRaMFlDxgDkrhpfR2MKlAaSfQ_sKHGqPZpAULPMeylOk/s1990/Klementinum%20Library.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1990" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifYneQNjkI3rIkrUV67w9GXdzenW3raU5eFX5JZyrps0GkvLTymwz52XH9mlu9aevo6Cw_vF7U2uI0nTfloRW5RUZLwnlHp8Llb9cfMdQQ-5ZxTOIC-we72Gnzn7TbvlyNcHu1TdJbRaMFlDxgDkrhpfR2MKlAaSfQ_sKHGqPZpAULPMeylOk/w400-h290/Klementinum%20Library.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> </p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> Of all man's instruments, the most wondrous, no doubt, is the book. The other instruments are extensions of his body. The microscope, the telescope, are extensions of his sight; the telephone is the extension of his voice; then we have the plow and the sword, extensions of the arm. But the book is something else altogether: the book is an extension of memory and imagination.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"> Jorge Luis Borges</span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In 2016 I finally visited the Klementinum Library in Prague. It was beautiful and mysterious, although much better illuminated than my imagination had predicted every time I read The Secret Miracle, by Borges. In this story, a man named Jaromir Hladík searches this library for God, who can be found, according to the librarian's words, in one of the letters on one of the pages of one of the four hundred thousand volumes in the room. In dreams (this library is visited in dreams even while awake) the protagonist achieves a divine revelation and a secret miracle. I need not say that, although my experience was infinitely poorer than Hladík's, the memory of the Klementinum Library, surrounded by the streets through which Kafka walked, is still alive in my memory.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">However, despite its beauty, the Klementinum was not an actual library for me. The reason is straightforward: I couldn't read in it. The groups of tourists, the guides explaining in several languages and at the same time the historical details of the site, the huge number of people posing for photos, and the prohibition of touching the books and even walking through the corridors made silence impossible. Time did not stop, as always happens, inside the library, but allowed itself to be invaded by the rush outside. Sadly, for me the Klementinum was not a library but a complicated and impenetrable statue, a monument.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">My Youth was the Story of Many Borrowed Books</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I remember in a much less reverent but more endearing way a small bookcase in the living room of my friend Luis's house in Mérida, Yucatán, when I was entering adolescence. His was the first house with books that I remember, and the atmosphere in it was different from others. I can, to this day, recall several of the titles and covers that I had in my hands there, with my friend.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I still remember, with endless gratitude, the libraries —the studios— in the houses of my friends Mariana and Juan Paulo. The two of them were brilliant, and they were also cousins. Their families exercised the pleasure of reading, and their parents permitted me to read even when my friends were not at home and to borrow books. In both of these houses, my reading was occasionally accompanied by something to eat (a courtesy I was always grateful for) or with some conversation about those same books. The kindness and generosity of both families changed my life forever.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">There was also the library of Father Gallo, a Jesuit priest who then asked me to organize the bookshelves of the parish in my neighborhood where, in addition to religious books, there were several others of poetry, essays, and literature in general. Those were the ones I read. About those readings, he told me that each book was a part, and only a part, of the possible understanding of life. He also told me, at another time, that I was a writer. He was one of the first people to say such a thing, when I was very unsure about it. Of course, I never tidied up the parish library, which was even messier after my visits.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In general, my youth was the story of many borrowed books and multiple friends who opened the doors of their libraries to me. I was a boy without many resources to whom several people, at different times, gave the opportunity and the necessary space to read one more book. Perhaps for this reason, I am sure that a library is a place where one is always welcome.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Public Libraries of My City</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Naturally, I also spent many hours in the public libraries of my city. I especially remember two of them. The first is still called the Manuel Cepeda Peraza Public Library and is in the heart of downtown. Its spacious and illuminated silence became my home many afternoons. I became a regular user who sometimes did not arrive to read but to just be there, among books, in silence. I went there to think, to recharge myself with a type of energy that I could not find in other places. The same thing happened when I went to the central library of the Autonomous University of Yucatan, not far from the first one, which also had the luxury of air conditioning.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Little by little, I realized that libraries, and especially public libraries, are the most inclusive space that our societies have built: no one can remove anyone else from a library because they do not share the same ideology, nor is it necessary to believe —or not believe— in anything to gain access to a library. Surrounded by the words of other people who have worried about the same things or experienced similar circumstances at different times, whoever visits a library finds company. Depending on the occasion, a library can be a remedy for loneliness, or a space for solitude.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">Every library in the world creates a community between the voices of all places, of all people, from all perspectives from before and now: the entire humanity is in dialogue with itself. Also, libraries are one of the very few places in contemporary society that do not expect money from those who visit it: they give, nurture, and provide, and they do it for free. We are all equal inside a library, and for this reason they are a sanctuary of our dignity.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In the United States I have known public and private library systems with resources so extensive that can be (wonderfully) overwhelming, inexhaustible. The Cincinnati & Hamilton County Public Library is one example I am proud to mention and represent this year. Its digital and face-to-face resources, events, programming, services and ever-growing collection go far beyond the gathering and organization of books, audiobooks, films, documents, magazines, or databases... The 41 library locations are points of community building. The staff that make this system possible are dedicated, intelligent, admirable. They understand that their job is not to collect and store knowledge but to create bridges and defend humanity from its own dangers. I am, and we should all be, very grateful to them.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">I am happy to live in a city with an exemplary library system, and to be able to do my part to invite more people to get to know others, and themselves, in their spaces and services. The young man I was can only reciprocate the generosity that so many showed me. In the end, all libraries are extensions of memory, sites designed to battle oblivion, places that we can enter to find or keep what we love. With that emotion we have to approach its doors, which will always be doors that open into ourselves.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">..........................................................................................................................</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">To read the original post at the <a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/my-life-and-the-libraries/" target="_blank">Cincinnati Public Library website, click here</a></span></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-75212581304618297032023-01-11T04:54:00.005-08:002023-05-03T05:11:19.964-07:00Mi Vida y las bibliotecas<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNCxo1QDCguLeN8i-eFIO7nFhlp-U78gP5Y0dp4G8fUS-UPAR6d78lqyhPQX7oc7cyRBSIvLMSwatyD9VEdyWb47USj_bsVOavlGgijVheu4Gll3lc0OzXCcj85PPBfxUEaNSJTcdt-ZxuRDn350IQMeB52kaA3ceoYEjLbj0Ijx33ALVDiE/s1990/Klementinum%20Library.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1990" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNCxo1QDCguLeN8i-eFIO7nFhlp-U78gP5Y0dp4G8fUS-UPAR6d78lqyhPQX7oc7cyRBSIvLMSwatyD9VEdyWb47USj_bsVOavlGgijVheu4Gll3lc0OzXCcj85PPBfxUEaNSJTcdt-ZxuRDn350IQMeB52kaA3ceoYEjLbj0Ijx33ALVDiE/w400-h290/Klementinum%20Library.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: medium;">De los diversos instrumentos del hombre, el más asombroso es, sin duda, el libro. Los demás son extensiones de su cuerpo. El microscopio, el telescopio, son extensiones de su vista; el teléfono es extensión de la voz; luego tenemos el arado y la espada, extensiones de su brazo. Pero el libro es otra cosa: el libro es una extensión de la memoria y de la imaginación.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Jorge Luis Borges</span></div></div><div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">En 2016 conocí, finalmente, la biblioteca Klementinum de Praga. Era bella y misteriosa, aunque mucho mejor iluminada de lo que mi imaginación había previsto todas las veces que leí El milagro secreto, de Borges. En ese cuento, un hombre llamado Jaromir Hladík busca en esta biblioteca a Dios, que se encuentra, según palabras del bibliotecario, en una de las letras de una de las páginas de uno de los cuatrocientos mil tomos del recinto. En sueños (esa biblioteca se visita en sueños incluso durante la vigilia) el protagonista logra una revelación divina, y un secreto milagro. No necesito decir que, aunque mi experiencia fue infinitamente más pobre que la de Hladík, el recuerdo de la biblioteca Klementinum, rodeada de las calles por las que caminaba Kafka, sigue vivo en mi memoria.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Sin embargo, a pesar de su hermosura, la Klementinum no fue para mí una biblioteca real. La razón es muy simple: no pude leer en ella. Los grupos de turistas, los guías explicando en varios idiomas y al mismo tiempo los pormenores históricos del sitio, la enorme cantidad de gente posando para fotos, la prohibición de tocar los libros y hasta de caminar por los pasillos hizo imposible el silencio. El tiempo no se detuvo, como siempre sucede, dentro de la biblioteca, sino que se dejaba invadir por la prisa de afuera. Tristemente, para mí la Klementinum no fue una biblioteca sino una complicada e impenetrable estatua, un monumento.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Mi Juventud fue la Historia de Muchos Libros Prestados</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Recuerdo de modo mucho menos reverente pero más entrañable un pequeño librero en la sala de la casa de mi amigo Luis, en Mérida, Yucatán, cuando mi juventud tenía todavía algunas luces de infancia. La suya fue la primera casa con libros que recuerdo, y el ambiente en ella era distinto al de otras. Puedo, hasta hoy, recordar varios de los títulos y las portadas que tuve entre mis manos ahí, con mi amigo.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Recuerdo igual, con agradecimiento que no se acaba, las bibliotecas —los estudios— de las casas de mis amigos Mariana y Juan Paulo. Ellos dos, además de ser brillantes, eran primos. Sus familias ejercían el placer de la lectura y sus padres llegaron a darme permiso de pasar a leer incluso cuando mis amigos no estuvieran en casa, y de tomar libros prestados. No era raro, en ninguna de ambas casas, que mi lectura fuera acompañada con algo de comer (cortesía de mis anfitriones) o con alguna conversación sobre esos mismos libros. El cariño y la generosidad de ambas familias me cambió la vida para siempre.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">También estuvo la biblioteca del Padre Gallo, sacerdote Jesuita que en ese tiempo me pidió organizar los libreros de la parroquia de mi colonia en la que, además de libros religiosos, había varios otros de poesía, ensayo, y literatura en general. Esos fueron los que leí. Sobre esas lecturas me dijo que cada libro es una parte, y sólo una parte, del entendimiento posible de la vida. Igualmente me dijo, en otro momento, que yo era escritor. Fue una de las primeras personas en hacerlo cuando yo mismo no tenía claro ese destino. Por supuesto, jamás ordené la biblioteca de la parroquia, que incluso quedaba más desordenada luego de mis visitas.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">En general, mi juventud fue la historia de muchos libros prestados y de gente que me abrió las puertas de su biblioteca. Yo era un muchacho sin muchos recursos al que varias personas, en distintos momentos, le brindaron la oportunidad y el espacio necesario para leer un libro más. Tal vez por ello tengo la certeza de que una biblioteca es un lugar en que uno es siempre bienvenido.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Bibliotecas Públicas de mi Ciudad</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Como es natural, también pasé muchas horas en las bibliotecas públicas de mi ciudad. Recuerdo sobre todo dos de ellas. La primera se llama todavía Biblioteca pública Manuel Cepeda Peraza, y está en el centro histórico. Su espacioso e iluminado silencio se volvió mi casa muchas tardes. Me volví un usuario habitual que a veces no llegaba con la intención de leer sino de estar ahí, entre libros, en silencio. Iba para pensar, a recargar un tipo de energía que no encontraba en otros lugares. Lo mismo sucedía cuando iba a la biblioteca central de la Universidad Autónoma de Yucatán, no muy lejos de la primera, que además tenía el lujo del aire acondicionado.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Poco a poco fui dando cuenta de que las bibliotecas, y sobre todo las bibliotecas públicas, son el espacio más incluyente que han construido nuestras sociedades: nadie puede sacar a nadie de una biblioteca por no tener la misma ideología que el resto, ni es necesario creer —o no creer— en nada para acceder a su acervo. Rodeado de las palabras de otras personas que se han preocupado por las mismas cosas o vivido circunstancias parecidas en distintos momentos, quien visita una biblioteca se encuentra acompañado. Dependiendo de la ocasión, una biblioteca puede ser un remedio para la soledad, o un espacio para estar solo.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Cada biblioteca del mundo crea comunidad entre las voces de todos los sitios, de todas las personas, de todas perspectivas de antes y de ahora: ahí está la humanidad entera dialogando consigo misma. Conociéndose. Por si lo anterior fuera poco, las bibliotecas son uno de los muy pocos sitios en la sociedad contemporánea que no espera el dinero de quien lo visita: dan, nutren, proveen, y lo hacen gratuitamente. Todos somos iguales dentro de una biblioteca, y por ello son un santuario de nuestra dignidad.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">La Biblioteca Pública de Cincinnati</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">En Estados Unidos he conocido sistemas bibliotecarios públicos y privados con recursos tan extensos que pueden ser (maravillosamente) abrumadores, inagotables. La biblioteca pública de Cincinnati es un ejemplo que me enorgullece mencionar. Sus recursos digitales y presenciales, sus eventos, programación, servicios y acervo siempre creciente van mucho más allá de la colección de libros, audiolibros, películas, documentos, revistas, o bases de datos... Las 41 sucursales de la biblioteca son puntos de encuentro comunitario. El personal que hace posible este sistema es dedicado, inteligente, admirable. Entienden que su trabajo no es conseguir y almacenar conocimiento sino crear puentes, defender a la humanidad de sus propios peligros. Con ellos estoy, y debemos estar todos, muy agradecido.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">Me alegra vivir en una ciudad con un sistema bibliotecario ejemplar, y poder hacer lo que esté de mi parte para invitar a más gente a encontrarse con otros, y con ellos mismos, en sus espacios y servicios. El joven que fui no puede otra cosa que corresponder con ello la generosidad que me mostraron tantas personas. Al final, todas las bibliotecas son extensiones de la memoria, sitios destinados a combatir el olvido, lugares a los cuales podemos entrar para buscar o conservar lo que amamos. Con esa emoción hay que acercarse a sus puertas, que nunca dejarán de ser las de nosotros mismos.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">...........................................................................................</span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">El presente texto fue originalmente publicado en el Blog de la bibloteca pública de Cincinnati, en el cual colaboro como Escritor en residencia. <a href="https://chpl.org/blogs/post/mi-vida-y-las-biblioteca/?fbclid=IwAR19FpRPskIxLdwVCOP3nFczrJHokf6sCkI6MvuvRPWlF60KcO_H3BV6J1k" target="_blank">Para ver el post original, haga click aquí.</a></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div></div>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-38744276199061598842022-11-29T05:28:00.001-08:002023-05-03T05:32:35.273-07:00Poetry Stacked, at the University of Cincinnati<p> </p><p>Dear friends, tomorrow I will return to my Alma Mater to read some poems, with Rebecca Lindemberg and Rome Hernández Morgan. If you are in the area, come listen to some poetry!</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlwthRQ9EUZ1GhbXXOLB7jXezccZiCKELMnW_nRmBRxiLQDz58rFYFHjbdZaTgkE0DNTtS1yY6Cuk8o4FOT2BLbNannfgIAqybP-zRKma1934fp7ht0ZwVBC4KOwhpfwMKFUUn7jonLuFwOyveOzLefyxJ48XA4DsZWbdEsJQzNtPvMlPd2Ak/s2048/Manuel%20Iris%20Rebecca%20Lindenberg%20Rome%20Hernandez%20Morgan%20Poetry%20Stacked%20University%20of%20Cincinnati.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1583" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlwthRQ9EUZ1GhbXXOLB7jXezccZiCKELMnW_nRmBRxiLQDz58rFYFHjbdZaTgkE0DNTtS1yY6Cuk8o4FOT2BLbNannfgIAqybP-zRKma1934fp7ht0ZwVBC4KOwhpfwMKFUUn7jonLuFwOyveOzLefyxJ48XA4DsZWbdEsJQzNtPvMlPd2Ak/w494-h640/Manuel%20Iris%20Rebecca%20Lindenberg%20Rome%20Hernandez%20Morgan%20Poetry%20Stacked%20University%20of%20Cincinnati.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20799155.post-53779710156651604652022-10-28T05:40:00.001-07:002023-05-03T05:45:44.804-07:002022 Ohioana Book Awards Event<p> </p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The 2022 Ohioana Book Awards event was very special to me. Every one of the winners, including me (around minute 18), gave a small speech, and then we had an enjoyable, intelligent conversation about writing in our world today. Here is the live streaming of the whole event. </span></p><p><br /></p><iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?height=314&href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FOhioana%2Fvideos%2F1143151843278413%2F&show_text=false&width=560&t=0" width="560" height="314" style="border:none;overflow:hidden" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="true" allow="autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowFullScreen="true"></iframe>Manuel Irishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15619230581862951992noreply@blogger.com0