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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 15/01/2025

Fingers crossed. The illustrations for the Abecedarian Bestiary of Central America are hopefully back on a schedule and will be done by end of spring. And then, well, there will be book news upon book news shortly. Cover reveals and announcements. Waiting is the hardest part.

Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 09/01/2025

The good people over at Hindman have put together a smorgasbord of poems and stories and art from lots of great people, including: @mworthington.bsky.social @kymtnwriter.bsky.social @karigunterseymour.bsky.social @thecosmicpossum.bsky.social hindman.org/untelling/is...

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 08/01/2025

Rereading Felstiner’s classic book on translation. He’s such a good reader of poetry and such a generous reader of other translators. A master class in how to read poetry and in how to disagree with the aesthetic choices and mistakes of other translators in a kind and generous way.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 08/01/2025

And it’s off to the presses. The first of many that will supposedly come out this year.

The cover of the Spanish translation of Ada Limón’s The Hurting Kind.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 19/12/2024

but, look, they are both in dark blue suits... and something else, i can't quite put my finger on it...🤔

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

Certainly, my grandmother had married a Texas cotton farmer--but when the laws keep telling you where you belong and where you don´t, you make it so that none of those dead flies get into your mouth, to quote the Spanish refrán.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

In fact, the 1922 Supreme Court Case Balzac v Porto Rico made clear the second-class citizenship of Puerto Ricans. And then, even in the 1927 Amendment to the Jones Act and the 1934 Amendment rights and privileges were only granted to those born on the island.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 18/12/2024

and given the politics of citizenship post 1898, or more precisely post 1899 and the Foraker Act, and then 1917 and the Jones-Shaforth Act, if her reticence to ever admit to having been born in the Dominican Republic had to do with a feeling political precarity.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 17/12/2024

Again, my parents took this to be something close to vanity, or better said, national chauvinism--and certainly it could have been. Yet, I wonder. Given that she was born in 1922 in the Dominican Republic to Puerto Rican parents...

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 17/12/2024

But when we moved to the DR, she asked my parents to go to the courthouse/parish archives, I don't know which, to get her birth certificate. & my mother was astounded to learn that her Puerto Rican mami, una Ponceña que rebosaba de orgullo boricua, had actually been born in the Dominican Republic.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 17/12/2024

When we moved to the Dominican Republic in 1987, my Puerto Rican grandmother was 65. She had always told us that she couldn't remember when she was born, something my parents took as vanity--and it could have been.

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out of need or curiosity; anybody can visit that great house which was for so many years forbidden, prohibited, defended by armed guards, locked, and as dark as the souls of the Warrior Emperors of the Dynasty of the Ellydróvides

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&gardeners rake the parks&young people argue&innkeepers water the wine&teachers teach what they know&we storytellers tell old stories&archivists archive&fishermen fish&all of us can decide according to our talents&lack of talents what to do with our lives—now anybody can enter the emperor’s palace

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now that a just man sits on the Golden Throne&people look peacefully out of their doors to see if the weather’s fine&plan their vacations&kids go to school&actors put their hearts into their lines&girls fall in love&old men die in their beds&poets sing&jewelers weigh gold behind their little windows

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The storyteller said Now that the good winds are blowing, now that we’re done w/days of anxiety &nights of terror, now that there are no more denunciations, persecutions, secret executions, &whim &madness have departed from the heart of the Empire, &we &our children aren’t playthings of blind power

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Este otoño trabajé con una poeta de cierto renombre que cada dos por tres me mandaba un poema traducido por IA y agregaba, para hacerte la vida más fácil. Por fin le dije que tener que corregir a un chatbot me era mucho más difícil que traducirmelo todo yo mismo.

Luis Martinez Solorza @letrasmysite.bsky.social · 15/12/2024

El libro más reciente... tan pronto la pongan de venta en Alcorce Librería la subo de nuevo... hasta el momento sólo se consigue en Profética jpaden4.wixsite.com/jeremypadenp...

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Reposted by Jeremy Paden

Poemas de Jeremy Paden (Milán, 1974). Textos pertenecientes a su libro "Autorretrato como una iguana" (Valparaíso USA, 2021) letras.mysite.com/jpad151224.h... no el nuevo par sin estrenar, no el par que cuelga de cables como suicidio colectivo, grafiti urbano sumido en mitos y leyendas

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 13/12/2024

Me: Hey Thursday, I am going to grade the papers that came in last night. I will get half of them done today. I am so glad you came. Thursday: Oh. You thought you were going to grade today! Sucker!!

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 12/12/2024

Why read Shakespeare? We live in a King Lear world & are about to enter a Macbeth & a Richard III world without yet having left the madness of King Lear.

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 12/12/2024

some days, like yesterday, you just don't get around to playing games.

Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 10/12/2024

Let there be a constellation A galaxy of snowflakes & may she be there arms Around them all, pulling Them close & tight Until Nikki & galaxy Victory & constellation Are but one bright flower #nikkigiovanni #restinpeace

Winter Poem by Nikki Giovanni

once a snowflake fell
on my brow and i loved
it so much and i kiss
it and it was happy and called its cousins
and brothers and a web
of snow engulfed me then
i reached to love them all
and i squeezed them and they became
a spring rain and i stood perfectly
still and was a flower

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Jeremy Paden @jdpaden.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

Fu Xuan, courtesy name Xiuyi, poet from Cao Wei during the Three Kingdom period.

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watching our son's developing musical taste has been a journey in waiting & hoping that seeds planted when young will somehow inform him as he goes about curating his own selections. too much pressure on our part meets resistance. but we hear otis & al green & withers @ times & that's enough for now

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"Did I really say that? I must have been having a moment." Said a poet who used to read on Prairie Home Companion. He also said poems on family members & he's out. He so desperately doesn't want to be trite that he's a parody of trite. Then again, the questions themselves begged for trite answers.

😭 RIP & double RIP😭😭

The yellow and the pink/orange. No need for a white. #wherestherespect

Cup check. Fave cup of the season. Alas, the handle broke last year…much like all our systems.

White porcelain coffee mug with red box and a Victorian, top-hatted grouch dressed in black and reminiscent of Ebenezer Scrooge frowning. Above the red box it says Joy to the World.

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"I do not have an answer to the question, but I suspect the root of it is this: if we love our own ideology and our own opinion instead of loving our brother, we will seek only to glorify our ideas and our institutions and by that fact we will make real communication impossible." Thomas Merton

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"The great question then is how do we communicate with the modern world? If in fact communication has been reduced to pseudo-communication, to the celebration of pseudo-events and of incompatible myth-systems, how are we to avoid falling into this predicament?" Thomas Merton

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This is more a reminder to myself than anything else. "Our salvation, on the contrary, cannot be sought in this realm of images and idols, of fabricated events and unclear meanings." Thomas Merton

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