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31 de Agosto, 2006
Progress, Success, and Masks.
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I will take this opportunity to link you to Chican@ Art Magazine, which looks delicious. Clearly this is a publication that only employs the most discerning and brilliant editors (and artists and writers), and I take great umbrage at the suggestion that their recent request for yours truly to contribute commentary for their next issue has affected my judgment. That they want my writing in their mag only reinforces what is already evident. That they (and consequently, I) rule.
Speaking of Chicana/o artists and writers, I will point you to Lorna Dee Cervantes' recent post called Towards the Mater of Chicana/o Poetry — Towards What Matters. It is a poignant and strong essay on what poetry is, from where it rises, and some of her own personal experience. I have had a link to her Poem For The Young White Man Who Asked Me How I, An Intelligent, Well-Read Person, Could Believe In The War Between Races on my sidebar since I created this blog. She is a beautiful and powerful voice in Chicana/o Literature, as well as in the world's body of poetry and literature, entire. (I always detested when I would read a blurb about a writer being an important voice "in Chicano literature," and just left it there, like some dented hubcap that has rolled over a hundred golden cobblestones only to rest in a forgotten bog at the bottom of the hill. You know...that little Chicano corner over there, to the left of the mudcaked banks in Peripheralville. An important voice down there, where people like yourself listen! Hey, man: if it's important to Chicano/a literature, then guess what, America? It's important.)
Because nobody likes bunches of two, and because I have my own modest mask collection and interest in the subject (the pic here is of one of mine), my third link for the day will take you to a collection of Mexican Masks that the owner of the site has collected. Enjoy. Just be careful if you wear one out walking. You may forget you have it on, but others won't know the difference to remind you. By the time you get home, you may think you're someone else.
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kick it, ése.