Showing posts with label Rocío. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rocío. Show all posts

Sunday, October 13, 2024

Dewpoint

Dew
Dewpoint
Rocío
Punto Rocío
Helen of Troy
Helena de Troya
Dublin
Unicorn
Development

Psalms 139:14
“I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
"He admired the dexterity with which their host directed the conversation."~~~Joyce
 
 
 
 










JAMES JOYCE
Jorge Luis Borges
 
En un día del hombre están los días
del tiempo, desde aquel inconcebible
día inicial del tiempo, en que un terrible
Dios prefijó los días y agonías
hasta aquel otro en que el ubicuo río
del tiempo terrenal torne a su fuente,
que es lo Eterno, y se apague en el presente,
el futuro, el ayer, lo que ahora es mío.
Entre el alba y la noche está la historia
universal: Desde la noche veo
a mis pies los caminos del hebreo,
Cartago aniquilada, Infierno y Gloria.
Dame, Señor, coraje y alegría
para escalar la cumbre de este día.




 
 The showdown at Tara in 980 was like the Super Bowl of ancient Ireland. Máel Sechnaill mac Domnaill, the Irish MVP, faced off against the Norse Vikings, who had set up their Viking HQ in Dublin. Long story short: the Irish won, and the Vikings got their helmets handed to them. This wasn’t just any win—this was the one that signaled the Vikings were losing their grip on Ireland and the Gaelic Irish were back in the game. After the dust settled, Norse leader Glúniairn (also known as Járnkné, which probably sounded much cooler back then) had to admit defeat and officially acknowledge Máel Sechnaill as the High King of Ireland. And it wasn’t just a “you win, good game” situation—Glúniairn had to agree to pay up and follow Gaelic rules like a proper guest.
But wait, there’s a twist: despite the Irish win, Dublin got its official start as a Norse city in 988. Turns out, the Gaelic and Norse weren’t just enemies; they were frenemies. Dublin, originally a Viking hotspot, ended up becoming a major trading hub where these two groups mixed things up. Thanks to the peace treaty between Glúniairn and Máel Sechnaill, everyone calmed down enough for Dublin to thrive as a booming market and cultural hub. So, Dublin’s rise to city status shows that even back then, when cultures clash, sometimes they also cash in—together!











Chess: "Dew" "Dewpoint" "Rocío" "Punto Rocío" Helen of Troy" "Dublin" "Unicorn" "Development"

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Rocío

Dew
Rocío
El oro de los tigres
Psalm 47:9
"The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted." 



 Morning Dew on a Spider’s Web
© Jennifer Brower / Corbis
June 9, 2012 

 Chess: "Dew" "Rocío" "El oro de los tigres"

El oro de los tigres
Jorge Luis Borges (Argentina, 1899-1986)

Hasta la hora del ocaso amarillo
Cuántas veces habré mirado
Al poderoso tigre de Bengala
Ir y venir por el predestinado camino
Detrás de los barrotes de hierro,
Sin sospechar que eran su cárcel.
Después vendrían otros tigres,
El tigre de fuego de Blake;
Después vendrían otros oros,
El metal amoroso que era Zeus,
El anillo que cada nueve noches
Engendra nueve anillos y estos, nueve,
Y no hay un fin.
Con los años fueron dejándome
Los otros hermosos colores
Y ahora sólo me quedan
La vaga luz, la inextricable sombra
Y el oro del principio.
Oh ponientes, oh tigres, oh fulgores
Del mito y de la épica,
Oh un oro más precioso, tu cabello
Que ansían estas manos.