“Cortadura to Caleta” this was the section marked in the Diario de Cádiz more than half a century ago. daily events occurring in one of the most beautiful bays in the world. Author of that daily ticket, journalist Fernando Fernandezhe died suddenly, and it was enough to rummage through the top pocket of his jacket to find that the newspaper had written a history of the next day of this steel and weather journalist.
They reached that cove this Sunday night. Hispaniola scientiststhose who came from here and those who came from there (there, where now, by the way, political scholars), argued here to get a ‘dictator zuelos’ from me). And then there are the very active Guineans on the train that brought them, South Americans, North Americans, from all over the world. Guineans, meanwhile, remember better times when this country (and above all the Canary Islands) was related to the world that was once sadly ours.
The academic trend has it all. Some are reading other people’s doctoral dissertations, and others, Salamanca academic José Antonio Pascual Madrid III. As a professor of Spanish Language at Carlos University, they studied their own subjects with profit. In his case, he was scribbling and telling what he had to say to those who gave him an honorary cause these days. at the University of Barcelona.
Academics are everywhere. Jose Maria Merino He shared a non-seat site with him. Jose Ignacio Bosque and from that alliance between literature and philology Beautiful sparks were flying because they were in the most transparent part of the train, so everyone had to take care of them. Still non-academic, it will be up to him, Maria Duenasmaybe the calmest writer in the world, they had a text in their hands that I couldn’t decipher, just as I dared not spy on what was written in his secret papers (the Academy is mysterious), yes the man who knew the most about it just yes academic, Pedro Alvarez de Miranda.
He was running around thinking about those who were so young because he had to speak on the morning of the opening. Sergio Ramirez, The one who brought the beat of Rubén Darío from Nicaragua (“Margarita the sea is beautiful”, remember, he won his first Alfaguara award with that book) and now he grieves for the barbarism of his friends (“Goodbye friends”) He generously bid farewell for the first time to the satrap, who was once its president), which resulted in his and many others being exiled to Spain (and many Latin American countries). Feijóo does not want to meet Pedro Sánchez…) tries to alleviate it with frenzied human fun.
train of desire, as some have said, it was also packed with journalists, book readers (I saw some of them read the latest news. Elvira Lindo, A woman from Cádiz, who also intervened as a writer), though I’ve only seen people looking for newspapers that are no longer in print, ah, almost nowhere, not even in academies, for example. By the way, the name of Elvira’s book is ‘The Wolf’s Den’., I used to improvise (now many are improvised) about recent fights in Seix Barral and just that title (or just?) Learned House.
The train abruptly ended in Cádiz’s life in the Bay of Cádiz. I was lucky to get help from an unusual citizen (for these tasks). It turned out that I did not know how to pack the suitcases, so I carried them without fixing it like a mess (the language allows me to put this word, my mother taught me!) and understood my awkwardness. He grabbed the packages, put them on the bus (in Cádiz, Canarian spoken, they know what bus means, as in Cuba, in mostly black Cadiz), and placed them with the same dexterity. Issues BOE. A good Samaritan friend BOE managing director and he comes to this cycle hosted by Cádiz to talk about what good people are talking about, he can refer to topics that journalists don’t know how to summarize.
opening session
The day after tomorrow… The mistake, the day after tomorrow. Luis Garcia Montero brings it to the opening session Echoes of Rafael Alberti, that it really is laurels; ‘As in Cuarteto, she will take us to the edge of personal and literary life here,’ Elvira Lindo will tell Soledad Puértolas., What color is the fear vacui, Sergio Ramírez will add melancholy to the music, and I dare not say what “ASALE president” Academy director Santiago Muñoz Machado or Foreign Minister José Manuel Albares imagines. Who can answer Feijóo and González Pons, who are angry that Sánchez (his name is Pedro Sánchez?) has abandoned his mother and gone to our Motherland. What atrocities inflict on us when language is forgotten.
oh and then the king of spain speaks. Bigger words you’ve probably already written. The paper they gave us journalists says “To be followed live”.
Anthem. And you will say: What does Juan Marsé’s donkey, Marsé, have to do with all this hodgepodge of academic descent in the Bay of Cádiz? Great author of ‘Last Afternoons with Teresa’ for years She helped her joy and memory with her desk-scale figure of a donkey like Platero’s. It inspired him. The author, her daughter, Berta, who is an inside-out friend, recently got the idea to give it to me, and Marsé has this friend, helping me look at the keyboard, not the Gulf. Wish, not the beautiful land where the great Fernando Fernández tells about what happened from Cortadura to La Caleta every day..