Showing posts with label Tierra del Fuego. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tierra del Fuego. Show all posts

Sunday, October 25, 2026

Argentina

Argentina 
Tierra del Fuego 
Don Segundo Sombra  
El oro de los tigres  



Psalms 12:6
“The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.”


 



"Sheathed their swords for lack of argument"~~~Shakespeare




"El polvo indescifrable que fue Shakespeare."~~~Borges: Cosas 
 
 
 
 
Pink Panther in Paris 😉
 
 
 
Chess: “Argentina” “Tierra del Fuego” “Don Segundo Sombra” “El Oro de los Tigres”
 
 
 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐬 - de 𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐒

El volumen caído que los otros
ocultan en la hondura del estante
y que los días y las noches cubren
de lento polvo silencioso. El ancla
de Sidón que los mares de Inglaterra
oprimen en su abismo ciego y blando.
El espejo que no repite a nadie
cuando la casa se ha quedado sola.
Las limaduras de uña que dejamos
a lo largo del tiempo y del espacio.
El polvo indescifrable que fue Shakespeare.
Las modificaciones de la nube.
La simétrica rosa momentánea
que el azar dio una vez a los ocultos
cristales del pueril calidoscopio.
Los remos de Argos, la primera nave.
Las pisadas de arena que la ola
soñolienta y fatal borra en la playa.
Los colores de Turner cuando apagan
las luces en la recta galería
y no resuena un paso en la alta noche.
El revés del prolijo mapamundi.
La tenue telaraña en la pirámide.
La piedra ciega y la curiosa mano.
El sueño que he tenido antes del alba
y que olvidé cuando clareaba el día.
El principio y el fin de la epopeya
de Finnsburh, hoy unos contados versos
de hierro, no gastado por los siglos.
La letra inversa en el papel secante.
La tortuga en el fondo del aljibe.
Lo que no puede ser. El otro cuerno
del unicornio. El Ser que es Tres y es Uno.
El disco triangular. El inasible
instante en que la flecha del eleata,
inmóvil en el aire, da en el blanco.
La flor entre las páginas de Bécquer.
El péndulo que el tiempo ha detenido.
El acero que Odín clavó en el árbol.
El texto de las no cortadas hojas.
El eco de los cascos de la carga
de Junín, que de algún eterno modo
no ha cesado y es parte de la trama.
La sombra de Sarmiento en las aceras.
La voz que oyó el pastor en la montaña.
La osamenta blanqueando en el desierto.
La bala que mató a Francisco Borges.
El otro lado del tapiz. Las cosas
que nadie mira, salvo el Dios de Berkeley.  


De: El Oro de los Tigres


 

Thursday, November 7, 2024

TRIGGER-TIGER, RIFLE-TRIFLE

Tierra del Fuego
Trigger
Tiger
Trifle
Gatillo
Disparador 
 
Proverbs 21:28
“A false witness shall perish: but the man that heareth speaketh constantly.”
 
 
 
 
 "What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?"~~~
William
Blake. THE TIGER
 
  
 Psalms 107:1
“O give thanks unto the LORD, for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 "he had come to know every triffling feature that bordered the great river"~~~Mark Twain
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 "En el principio de los tiempos, tan dócil a la vaga especulación y a las inapelables cosmogonías, no habrá habido cosas poéticas o prosaicas. Todo sería un poco mágico. Thor no era dios del trueno; era el trueno y el dios." ~~~Jorge Luis Borges. EL ORO DE LOS TIGRES. Prólogo
 
 
  
 
 
 

 

Chess: "Trigger" "Gatillo" "Tierra del Fuego" "Trifle"
 
 Chess: "California" "Cáliz" "Chalice"

 
 
 

 
 "En un plato de trigo,
tres tristes tigres,
trigo comieron"
 
 
 
 
 
 THE TIGER
By William Blake

Published in 1794 in Songs of Experience
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And, when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water`d heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Chess: "Trigger" "Gatillo"

Theme
.......“The Tiger,” by William Blake (1757-1827), presents a question that embodies the theme: Who created the tiger? Was it the kind and loving God who made the lamb? Or was it Satan? Blake presents his question in Lines 3 and 4:
    What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Blake realizes, of course, that God made all the creatures on earth. However, to express his bewilderment that the God who created the gentle lamb also created the terrifying tiger, he includes Satan as a possible creator while raising his rhetorical questions, notably the one he asks in Lines 5 and 6:
    In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thy eyes?
Deeps appears to refer to hell and skies to heaven. In either case, there would be fire--the fire of hell or the fire of the stars.
.......Of course, there can be no gainsaying that the tiger symbolizes evil, or the incarnation of evil, and that the lamb (Line 20) represents goodness, or Christ. Blake's inquiry is a variation on an old philosophical and theological question: Why does evil exist in a universe created and ruled by a benevolent God? Blake provides no answer. His mission is to reflect reality in arresting images. A poet’s first purpose, after all, is to present the world and its denizens in language that stimulates the aesthetic sense; he is not to exhort or moralize. Nevertheless, the poem does stir the reader to deep thought. Here is the tiger, fierce and brutal in its quest for sustenance; there is the lamb, meek and gentle in its quest for survival. Is it possible that the same God who made the lamb also made the tiger? Or was the tiger the devil's work?
Meter
The poem is in trochaic tetrameter with catalexis at the end of each line. Here is an explanation of these technical terms:
    Tetrameter Line: a poetry line usually with eight syllables but sometimes seven. Trochaic Foot: A pair of syllables--a stressed syllable followed by an unstressed syllable. Catalexis: The absence of a syllable in the final foot in a line. In Blake’s poem, an unstressed syllable is absent in the last foot of each line. Thus, every line has seven syllables, not the conventional eight.
The following illustration using the first two lines of the poem demonstrates tetrameter with four trochaic feet, the last one catalectic:
    .....1...........2...........3...............4 TIger, | TIger, | BURN ing | BRIGHT .....1...........2...........3...............4 IN the | FOR ests | OF the | NIGHT
Notice that the fourth foot in each line eliminates the conventional unstressed syllable (catalexis). However, this irregularity in the trochaic pattern does not harm the rhythm of the poem. In fact, it may actually enhance it, allowing each line to end with an accented syllable that seems to mimic the beat of the maker’s hammer on the anvil.



 




Friday, March 1, 2024

Gitche Gumee

Alaska
Tierra del Fuego
Canal de PanAmá
Laurel 
Greenwich
 
Jeremiah 29:11
“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.”
 
 
 
"By the shore of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
At the doorway of his wigwam,
In the pleasant Summer morning,
Hiawatha stood and waited.
All the air was full of freshness,
All the earth was bright and joyous,
And before him, through the sunshine,
Westward toward the neighboring forest
Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo,
Passed the bees, the honey-makers,
Burning, singing in the sunshine."~~~
Longfellow: The song of Hiawatha

Gitche Gumee
 
 
 
Chess: "Alaska" "Tierra del Fuego" "Canal de Panamá" "Laurel" "Greenwich" "Gitche Gumee"