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13 noviembre, 2009


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  1. Álvaro Oyarzún13 de noviembre de 2009, 19:45

    A mi gran amigo Edvar que se coló en la lista de los artistas geométricos mas importantes del siglo xx. Toda mi consideración y cariño.

    Su fiel compañero,
    Piet Mondrian, (el joven).

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  2. Edvar14 de noviembre de 2009, 5:51

    ...para Peter, tuyo siempre Allen.

    What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open
    their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
    Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unob
    tainable dollars! Children screaming under the
    stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men
    weeping in the parks!
    Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the
    loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy
    judger of men!
    Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the
    crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of
    sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgment!
    Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
    Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose
    blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers
    are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo!
    Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
    Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows!
    Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long
    streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories
    dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose
    smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!

    What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open
    their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
    Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unob
    tainable dollars! Children screaming under the
    stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men
    weeping in the parks!
    Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the
    loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy
    judger of men!
    Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the
    crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of
    sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgment!
    Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
    Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose
    blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers
    are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo!
    Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
    Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows!
    Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long
    streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories
    dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose
    smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!
    What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open
    their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
    Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unob
    tainable dollars! Children screaming under the
    stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men
    weeping in the parks!
    Moloch! Moloch! Nightmare of Moloch! Moloch the
    loveless! Mental Moloch! Moloch the heavy
    judger of men!
    Moloch the incomprehensible prison! Moloch the
    crossbone soulless jailhouse and Congress of
    sorrows! Moloch whose buildings are judgment!
    Moloch the vast stone of war! Moloch the stunned governments!
    Moloch whose mind is pure machinery! Moloch whose
    blood is running money! Moloch whose fingers
    are ten armies! Moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo!
    Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!
    Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows!
    Moloch whose skyscrapers stand in the long
    streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories
    dream and croak in the fog! Moloch whose
    smokestacks and antennae crown the cities!

    HOWL (1956) A. Ginsberg

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