An intermission of food and poetry

Busy with a last minute trip to Southern California visiting friends, this post will just feature excerpts of poetry from Nicanor Parra’s collection of “Antipoems: New and Selected”, along with tasty edibles from my recent trip back to Taiwan.  Impressed upon Parra’s work, his fellow Chilean countryman and my favorite author — Pablo Neruda — helped get this book of Antipoems first published in Argentina.  After finishing Parra’s book of Antipoetry, along with memories stirred from watching Anthony Bourdain’s account of Taipei, I was prompted to make this unlikely combination of subjects the topic of this post.  If you manage to watch the Taipei episode, it is true that the people are down-to-earth friendly (compared to other Asian countries).  It is true Taipei is unpretentious.  It is true that Taipei is an ugly city.

panorama

It is true Taiwan has good food.

leche

The equation of motion is nothing but the equation of stillness seen by a moving observer – Nicanor Parra

ochenta
Roller Coaster

For half a century

Poetry was the paradise

Of the solemn fool.
Until I came along

And built my roller coaster.

Go up, if you feel like it.
It’s not my fault if you come down

Bleeding from your nose and mouth.

pollo

Piano Solo

Since man’s life is nothing but a bit of action at a distance,

A bit of foam shining inside a glass;

Since trees are nothing but moving trees;

Nothing but chairs and tables in perpetual motion;

Since we ourselves are nothing but beings.

kawaii

Acacias

Strolling many years ago

Down a street taken over by acacias in bloom
I found out from a friend who knows everything

That you had just gotten married.

I told him that I really
Had nothing to do with it.

I never loved you

–You know that better than I do–

Yet each time the acacias bloom

–Can you believe it?–
I get the very same feeling I had

When they hit me point-blank

With the heartbreaking news

That you had married someone else.

stinky_tofu

And the traveler who looks over his shoulder

Runs the grave risk

That his shadow might not want to follow him.

sopa con tofu y pasta

The mistake we made was in thinking
that the earth belonged to us
when the fact of the matter is
we’re the ones who belong to the earth.

hotpot

healthy hotpot

I Take Back Everything I’ve Said

Before I go
I’m supposed to get a last wish:

Generous reader

burn this book

It’s not at all what I wanted to say

Though it was written in blood

It’s not what I wanted to say…..

my favorite from the collection

my favorite from the collection

Current read:  “The Sense of an Ending” by Julian Barnes

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