#latina literature

[wastelandbarbie]

its the end of the semester

and I've been compiling all my course content because at like $3.8k a semester you best believe that i've saving that shit for future reference. and my lit prof who i love and get so shy around bc i have like an academic crush on her, was like "why didn't you read your creative writing pieces for the class, I wish you had because they're so good" and like hhhahhhhhh. I forgot how good I can be at writing and much I love written words. if i could upload my consciousness to a digital form and consume only text i think i would ascend into godhood. you couldnt tell me nothing. its because i can read so fast. i looked at my ao3 and saw that i had somehow blacked out and bookmarked like 50 works overnight (reading so fast does mean that I have to remember to be mindful and slow down sometimes). but yeah, apparently i'm really fine in all my classes. i am not going to fail. i might get a C-B in my linguistics if i don't dominate my exam and submit extra credit. maybe a B in my film class? my internship is credit/no credit. and my literature class I think I might get an A. in all honesty, that's very impressive for me. Like I was also working and had like two people in my life in my life die! One due to overdose, the other due to sickness/domestic violence/disability. I didn't know if I was going to break up with my partner or not (I've decided - no). I haven't seen or talked to my mom in like a month. All that to say that, that six years ago, I would bolted/not asked for help. I would have gotten on the 5 and not looked back. I still struggle a lot with consistency. It's why I have to always wear a watch and try to remember to keep up with records. Because otherwise, I won't remember it. I have to remember.

I also have to finish my research essay -> I'm doing something about the protagonist's roadtrip to Mexico and how that relates to something something queer identity/outsider/outlander status that follows queer-looking couples. it's ambiguous kinda teresa & alicia's relationship, sexually and racially. ppl noted that some editions (library copy, older) has the description on the back say they're both hispanic, even though we're all pretty sure alicia IS a white woman, right? no, she is. I have two letters for that, which is probably more than enough.

The genre is epistolary, a roadtrip to homeland. Need to start talking about how the author has contributed to this literature (1980s Latina/Chicana, sisters of the eighties), where we will be looking to the Lopez article, the literary history. Where does Ana Castillo lie in this pantheon? (would like to use source comparing Cisneros/Castillo form, but will have to choose one for this part, or). Need to talk about this specific entry's significance. Why are we studying this one, etc. etc. etc.

#tag: your thots #ana castillo #the mixquiahuala letters #latina literature #chicana literature #american literature

[catareads]

One Word: Breathtaking

The book setting is based in Harlem following the story of a young afro latina (dominicana 🇩🇴) Xiomara and her heavily catholic family. Consisting of her twin brother, cuero father, and overbearing mother. Here is the synopsis:

" Xiomara Batista feels unheard and unable to hide in her Harlem neighborhood. Ever since her body grew into curves, she has learned to let her fists and her fierceness do the talking.

But Xiomara has plenty she wants to say, and she pours all her frustration and passion onto the pages of a leather notebook, reciting the words to herself like prayers—especially after she catches feelings for a boy in her bio class named Aman, who her family can never know about.

With Mami’s determination to force her daughter to obey the laws of the church, Xiomara understands that her thoughts are best kept to herself. So when she is invited to join her school’s slam poetry club, she doesn’t know how she could ever attend without her mami finding out. But she still can’t stop thinking about performing her poems. "

I honestly loved the book. It showed a side of latino culture that I really never focused on (religion) as I'm not a religious person nor latino so I do not really know anything about the heavy catholic culture that is common amongst said groups. I feel like it also touches on how mothers often treat their teenage daughters once they become older and start to develop naturally. It also raises the question for me: Where does the line cross between being a "strict parent" & being abusive?

#bookworm #afrolatina #black literature #latino literature #latina literature #mlm #lgbtliterature #ya #youngadult #poetry #thepoetx #booklr #book review

[trogo-auto-egocratico]

"Desde hace dos días lucho con mis ganas de dormir a toda hora. Jamás bebí tanto café, tanto té. Son estos mis pequeños suicidios silenciosos, sin escándalo, sin decir a nadie que no quiero vivir."

Alejandra Pizarnik.

#alejandra pizarnik #pizarnik #escritos #reflexión #frases #escritor #libros #cuentos #citas en español #filosofía #filósofo #libros filosofía #literary #literatura #literature #literatura latina #spanish #spanish quotes #depresión #depressao #depressiv

[daily-dose-of-dopamine]

Winnie Ille Pu

Who the heck translated Winnie the Pooh into Latin. Why would you ever do that.

(It is a rhetorical question: I am aware of the translator on the cover.)

I found another Pooh book in Latin!

#winnie the pooh #latin language #latin literature #Latin #translation #what the fuck #what the heck #booknerd #books #book #500 likes #somehow #1k #HOW #latin #latin fandom #latin memes #latina #books and ideas #books and reading #reading #2k #HOW SERIOUSLY DID I GET ALL THE LATIN FANS HERE OR SMTH #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[lykeios]

once i start posting in latin it’s over for y’all

#i feel like we as a society must stop recognizing english as a universal tongue and go back to latin #tagamemnon #classics #classical literature #the aeneid #greek mythology #latin literature #roman mythology #latin #latin language #lingua latina

[guayaba-podrida]

... el alma se le cristalizó con la nostalgia de los sueños perdidos. Se sintió tan vieja, tan acabada, tan distante de las mejores horas de su vida, que inclusive añoro las que recordaba como las peores

Gabriel García Márquez, Cien años de soledad

#gabo #gabriel garcia marquez #colombia #gabriel garcía márquez #realismo magico #realismo mágico #estoy leyendo #literature blog #literatura en español #cien años de soledad #citas de libros #caribbean art #caribbean literature #latin american literature #literatura latina #blog de literatura #realismo fantastico #realismo fantástico #saudade

[latamclassiclitbracket]

Round 2

Info post Las venas abiertas de América Latina

Info post El beso de la mujer araña

#Las venas abiertas de América Latina #El beso de la mujer araña #literature #literatura #bracket #classic lit #classic lit bracket #classic literature #latam classic lit polls #round 2

[heavenlyyshecomes]

Living by the sea is both good and bad for exactly the same reason: the world ends at the horizon. That is, the world never ends. And you always expect too much. At first, you hope everything you’re waiting for will arrive one day on a boat; then you realise nothing’s going to arrive and you’ll have to go looking for it instead. I hated my city because it was both really beautiful and really ugly, and I was somewhere in the middle. The middle was the worst place to be: hardly anyone made it out of the middle. It was where the lost causes lived: there, nobody was poor enough to resign themselves to being poor forever, so they spent their lives trying to move up in the world and liberate themselves. When all attempts failed—as they usually did—their self-awareness disappeared and that’s when all was lost. My family, for example, had no self-awareness whatsoever. They’d found ways of fleeing reality, of seeing things from a long way off, looking down on it all from their castle in the sky. And most of the time, it worked.

—Margarita García Robayo, ‘Waiting For a Hurricane’, in Fish Soup tr. Charlotte Coombe

#margarita garcía robayo #waiting for a hurricane #fish soup #Charlotte coombe #colombian literature #2023 reads #words #mine #why is this such a perfect description of living in mumbai lol #the worldwide latina belt is real

[diaryofaphilosopher]

Because I, a mestiza, continually walk out of one culture and into another, because I am in all cultures at the same time, alma entre dos mundos, tres, cuatro, me zumba la cabeza con lo contradictorio, Estoy norteada por todas las voces que me hablan simultaneamente

— Gloria Anzaldúa, "La conciencia de la mestiza: Towards a new consciousness."

Follow Diary of A Philosopher for more quotes!

#literature #anti colonialism #colonialism #lit #quote #quotes #gloria anzaldua #borderlands #south america #latin america #central america #latina #latino #latine #mestiza #La conciencia de la mestiza #philosophy quote #philosophy quotes #dark academia #light academia

[trogo-auto-egocratico]

«Ella dijo que se iría y que se llevaría todo lo que era suyo. Ella se fue. Y no me llevó a mí. Y yo era suyo»

Jaime Sabines.

#jaime sabines #escritos #reflexión #frases #escritor #libros #cuentos #citas en español #filosofía #filósofo #libros filosofía #literary #literatura latina #literature #literatura #spanish #spanish quotes #poema de amor #mi amor #el amor #desamor #carta de despedida #despedida

[importantwomensbirthdays]

Selva Almada

Selva Almada was born in 1973 in Villa Elisa, Argentina. Almada is regarded as one of the most powerful voices in contemporary Argentine and Latin American literature. Her first novel The Wind That Lays Waste was nominated for Argentinian Book of the Year upon its publication in 2012. In 2019, when it was published in English, it won the Edinburgh International Book Festival's First Book Award. Almada has been compared to William Faulkner, Carson McCullers, and Flannery O'Connor. She has been a finalist for the Tigre Juan Award, the Rodolfo Walsh Award, shortlisted for the Vargas Llosa Prize for Novels, and longlisted for the International Booker Prize. Almada's work has been translated into several languages, including Portuguese, French, Turkish, Swedish, and Italian.

#writers #woman writers #authors #books #argentina #latin america #latin american literature #latina #hispanic #south america #Youtube

[acertainidontknowwhat]

"quid proderit" inquit "hoc tibi, si soluta inedia fueris, si te vivam sepelieris, si antequam fata poscant, indemnatum spiritum effuderis? 'id cinerem aut manes credis sentire sepultos?' vis tu reviviscere? vis discusso muliebri errore, quam diu licuerit, lucis commodis frui? ipsum te iacentis corpus admonere debet ut vivas."

“What good will this do for you,” she said, “if you will have died from hunger, if you will have buried yourself alive, if you will have breathed out your innocent spirit before the fates demand? ‘Do you believe that ashes or ghosts of the dead feel?’ Don’t you want to be restored to life? With this feminine delusion having been removed, don’t you want to enjoy the advantages of the light for as long as it is permitted? The very body of the dead ought to remind you that you should live.”

– Petronius' Satyrica 111.11-13.

This comes from the Widow of Ephesus story told in the Satyrica, and the person speaking is the enslaved maid of the Widow trying to persuade her to not starve herself in the tomb of her dead husband, but to accept the food and drink offered by a soldier. The maid quotes Vergil's Aeneid, line 4.34 (the italicized line), but changes one word: not id cinerem aut manes credis curare sepultos, but id cinerem aut manes credis sentire sepultos.

#tagamemnon #Petronius #satyricon #satyrica #Virgil #the aeneid #Latin #lingua latina #classics #roman literature #mine #my translation

[blackownersseekingsuccess]

Naturalmente Mío (Afro-Latino)

Tienes que amar mi cabello. Es un mundo de rizos.

Todas las diferentes formas, tamaños y texturas con

solo una pizca de sal y pimienta. mi cuero cabelludo es

Con sabor a Nueva York: sigue mi viaje: Mis hebras

podría formar un círculo alrededor - Ludlow Street para Christopher Street un sábado por la noche pero

Estas raíces serán todas de Harlem. Mis consejos se doblan hasta el centro de Brooklyn, a través de la 2 o

el tren 3 durante los húmedos meses de verano

mi patrón de rizos se vuelve más apretado que un

acera en Times Square, el otoño

Los vientos de octubre tienden a dejarme el pelo.

Más salvaje que una pelea con cuchillos.

como el concreto

Los ladrillos del invierno forman mi cabello

un acabado de laca impecable

pero solo después de co-lavar y luego enjuagar

Y luego relajo mi cabeza contra mi almohada de satén.

caso... durante esas frías noches de invierno dejando

extremos duros y quebradizos que arrojar su camino hacia un nuevo amanecer…

#poetry month #afro latina #hispanics #latinx #black theme #black tumblr #black history #black literature #puerto rican #hispanic #black entrepreneurship #critical race theory #black fashion #weekend #brazilian

[guayaba-podrida]

Biblioteca

Cien años de soledad // Gabo

Create Dangerously // Edwidge Danticat

Dreaming in Cuban // Cristina García

La casa de la laguna // Rosario Ferré

El amor en los tiempos del cólera // Gabo

Navegación: Colombia, Cuba, Haiti, Puerto Rico

#bookblr #book blog #langblr #literature blog #caribbean art #literatura latina #literatura en español #realismo magico #realismo mágico #realismo fantastico #realismo fantástico #readingblr #reading blog #caribbean literature #substack writer #substack blog

[latamclassiclitbracket]

Round 1

Info post Las venas abiertas de América Latina

Info post Tengo miedo, torero

#Las venas abiertas de América Latina #Tengo miedo torero #latam classic lit polls #literature #literatura #classic lit #bracket #classic lit bracket #classic literature #round 1