196 article(s) translated from Spanish
Roosters and Bones
If when night falls in the kitchen Someone leans over To look in the sink, he will see That the rooster’s bones Are much less white. The reason is that they don’t remain ...
Situation: To Cast Off A Malady
invite people over. invite everyone. to a feast. a big feast. and if the sick one doesn't want to get out of bed, that’s fine, leave him there. let there be music and ...
Worth It (A Thursday Telephonically)
Sad is he who for love has never lost a home. Joan Margarit Around ten I call you to say I have ten calls, another meeting, six letters, a ...
from “Tales of the Autumn in Gerona”
A woman—I should say a stranger—who caresses you, jokes with you, is sweet with you and brings you to the edge of the abyss. There, the character cries ah or pales. As though he ...
Poetics of Wonder: Things They Say about Mogador
III. Concerning Time in Mogador Nineteen They say that according to the calculations of the most ancient African astronomers, the sun slows down when it passes over Mogador, ...
Professional
Normal people fantasize a lot about our work, which is really pretty routine and not at all like what you see in the movies. Our first jobs are perhaps the most memorable. Contrary ...
Birthday Party
The lights were down and the speakers at full volume. “Everyone jump up and down on one foot!” came the thunderous shout of the entertainer who was dressed as a ...
Suite Prelude A/H1N1
we're in an epidemic: we're creatures of swine flu la influenza porcina: a new status that has us panicked: completely out of proportion: the virus is a new virus no one knows how ...
Reflections
Penetrate it and you'll better understand: life is revealed to us in a painted reflection. Last night I killed my son Mauro. OK, it wasn't exactly me who did it. All I ...
“Survivors,” from “The Ears of the Wolf”
I wake up. The bus stops, and a village full of horses appears. Mama and her women meditator friends and her women communist friends and my sister are on the bus, along with the peasants. We ...
From “Iberia”
There are those who think that Mundaca is the most beautiful town on the Biscayan coast. In mid-autumn, on stormy days, the wind has stripped the trees naked. Summer homes seemed abandoned, ...
Love of Chile
For love of Chile, for love of all things from north to south, east and west all that opens, all that speaks White-water rivers and glaciered peaks touch and speak words of love because in ...
Shoes
The clamor of children grew more faint. "It's good you came to get me early. Mom always takes forever." "Your mother works late." "Why don't you pick me ...
The Polish Boxer
69752. That it was his phone number. That it was tattooed there, on his left forearm, so he wouldn't forget it. That's what my grandfather told me. And that's what I grew up ...
Brooklyn Trilogy
For Paul & Enrique 1 In the early eighties, during his first trip to New York, the writer Enrique Vila-Matas waited at a bus stop on Fifth Avenue, near the Metropolitan Museum. He ...
A Surprising Tale in the Form of an Alphabet
They say that the monks of eight or nine hundred centuries ago often had to face unenthusiastic, occasionally hostile audiences, who were most reluctant to follow the steps of a theological ...
East End
Bel has rented the only David Cronenberg film I haven't seen. It's about "the breakdown of communication between a loner and an inhospitable world." In the first scene, young ...
Song of the Kiwi
The kiwi is man, that male animal with his triptych of dangling genitals: he doesn't sing, he doesn't fly, he has no wings. He doesn't get pregnant. He has no ...
Snatch
I began frequenting the Café Imperial on the same day that I moved into the apartment of my very dear friend Hernando Salcido, a spacious and well-furnished apartment on Jesús y ...
Bare Nothing
I gush of penumbra anchored in the calm untouched beyond. soon to unearth —poem written on the page— the graveyard of words II past the ...
from “Irlanda”
My cousin Irlanda was more beautiful than I remembered. As a girl her angelic face had been marred by only two defects—her thin light hair and almost always elusive eyes. But now her ...
The Sarima’s Mission
Bulul! Tununun! Bululululu! Tununununun! Bulululululululul! Tunununununununu! The voice of the hill resounded in the blue sky, as if several thunderclaps had occurred at one time, or as if a ...
The Karma Some Girls Have
By the time the lights went out, they felt as if they were yelling at each other, or that was what they would have said if someone had asked them to measure the violence of their argument. But ...
Music, Maestro Berenson, and Yours Truly
Father cultivated in us an appreciation for classical music from an early age, playing Bach fugues, Mozart sonatas, and Chopin nocturnes on his old wind-up Victrola with a steel needle and ...
A Dog’s Life
Translator's Note: When I asked Ani Shua to tell me what motivated her to write this odd little story, she immediately provided the following background information about the legend of the ...
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