Literature

      Hello again. The last post wasn’t the final haha. And today it seems to be like I have good lucky. In the classroom we wrote in a piece of paper possible topics for the blog and the destiny chose for me “Literature”. Literature can be defined by “The art that uses the word like a weapon”. I think that all people have a favourite book or a favourite song, because you have to remember that the lyrics of a song are a piece of literature. Our entire world is replete of literature. Reading makes me happy, especially to reading poems. I consider that poems are the best part of the literature; it’s amazing to read a piece of paper and start to feel different emotions. Not all the people can write a good poem; here in Latin America we have a lot of good poets like the Chilean Pablo Neruda, the Uruguayan Mario Benedetti, the Argentinean Jorge Luis Borges, and my favourite one, the Cuban Jose Angel Buesa.  He is a genius, his poems are very easy to understand but they lend on you things to think about. He is very simple in the way he writes.          For finish my others favourites poems of him…

EL EXTRANJERO

«Mirad: Un extranjero...» Yo los reconocía,
siendo niño, en las calles por su no sé que ausente.
Y era una extraña mezcla de susto y de alegría
pensar que eran distintos al resto de la gente.

Después crecí, soñando, sobre los libros viejos;
corrí, de mapa en mapa, frenéticos azares,
y al despertar, a veces, para viajar más lejos,
inventaba a mi antojo más tierras y más mares.

Entonces yo envidiaba, melancólicamente,
a aquellos que se iban de verdad, en navíos
de gordas chimeneas y casco reluciente,
no en viajes ilusorios como los viajes míos.

Y hoy, que quizás es tarde, con los cabellos grises,
emprendo, como tantos, el viaje verdadero;
y escucho que los niños de remotos países
murmuran al mirarme: «Mirad: Un extranjero...»

CANCIÓN DEL VIAJE

“Recuerdo un pueblo triste y una noche de frío
y las iluminadas ventanillas de un tren.
Y aquel tren que partía se llevaba algo mío,
ya no recuerdo cuándo, ya no recuerdo quién.

Pero sí que fue un viaje para toda la vida
y que el último gesto, fue un gesto de desdén,
porque dejó olvidado su amor sin despedida
igual que una maleta tirada en el andén.

Y así, mi amor inútil, con su inútil reproche,
se acurrucó en su olvido, que fue inútil también.
Como esos pueblos tristes, donde llueve de noche,
como esos pueblos tristes, donde no para el tren.”

POEMA DEL FRACASO

Mi corazón, un día, tuvo un ansia suprema,
que aún hoy lo embriaga cual lo embriagara ayer;
Quería aprisionar un alma en un poema,
y que viviera siempre... Pero no pudo ser.

Mi corazón, un día, silenció su latido,
y en plena lozanía se sintió envejecer;
Quiso amar un recuerdo más fuerte que el olvido
y morir recordando... Pero no pudo ser.

Mi corazón, un día, soñó un sueño sonoro,
en un fugaz anhelo de gloria y de poder;
Subió la escalinata de un palacio de oro
y quiso abrir las puertas... Pero no pudo ser.

Mi corazón, un día, se convirtió en hoguera,
por vivir plenamente la fiebre del placer;
Ansiaba el goce nuevo de una emoción cualquiera,
un goce para él solo... Pero no pudo ser.

Y hoy llegas tú a mi vida, con tu sonrisa clara,
con tu sonrisa clara, que es un amanecer;
y ante el sueño más dulce que nunca antes soñara,
quiero vivir mi sueño... Pero no puede ser.

Y he de decirte adiós para siempre, querida,
sabiendo que te alejas para nunca volver,
Quisiera retenerte para toda la vida...
¡Pero no puede ser! ¡Pero no puede ser!

My Blogging Experience.

Hi everyone.  Today I’m going to talk about my blogging experience. All this time writing in my blog was very productive, because it helps me to improve my English in different ways like grammar, writing and also speaking (With myself). The blogging experience helps me to know more of my friends and classmates; it was very funny, like the day we wrote about phobias I could not stop laughing, it was so funny to read my friend’s phobias (some of they were really strange, like mine). The days I wrote about my favourite pictures, movie, and book were also very nice, because I showed to my friends the things that I like. The best part of blog was expressing my opinions, my thoughts and in some occasions my feelings.  I like to write. In English is more difficult so I prefer to do it in my born language (Spanish – Español) It would be very awesome to still write, maybe about poetry, music or art; they are a lot of things to write. Maybe in a future I can be a famous blogger (Just kidding). If I have the possibility of changing some things of this experience I would not change anything. Everything was ok.

So, I would like to still writing about poetry. Maybe I can do it in a future.

For finish a poem written by Jose Angel Buesa.

Viendo pasar las nubes fue pasando la vida,

y tú, como una nube, pasaste por mi hastío.

Y se unieron entonces tu corazón y el mío,

como se van uniendo los bordes de una herida.

Los últimos ensueños y las primeras canas

entristecen de sombra todas las cosas bellas;

y hoy tu vida y mi vida son como estrellas,

pues pueden verse juntas, estando tan lejanas...

Yo bien sé que el olvido, como un agua maldita,

nos da una sed más honda que la sed que nos quita,

pero estoy tan seguro de poder olvidar...

Y miraré las nubes sin pensar que te quiero,

con el hábito sordo de un viejo marinero

que aún siente, en tierra firme, la ondulación del mar.

Books

Hello everyone. Today I’m going to talk about books. I have a lot of favourite books. Some books are really good like “El Tunel” written by Ernesto Sábato, “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” written by Stephen Chbosky, “Ansichten eines Clowns” in English “The Clown” written by Heinrich Boll, “Crónica de una muerte anunciada” written by the genius Gabriel García Marquez. But my favourite book is “The Sorrows of Young Werther” Written by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. It is an epistolary book that was published for first time in 1774. Werther is the main character of the story; he tells his story through letters which are sent to his friend Wilhelm. Werther is a very passionate and sensitive writer who lives in the Village of Wahlheim. He writes about how the things like the nature, the colours, the weather and the village in general make it feels and think. In his stay at the village he knows Lotte, a young woman who takes care of their brothers and sisters following the death of their mother. She is engaged with a man called Albert. By the time Werther starts to fall in love to this woman. He starts to be more and more confused about his feelings… love, angry, saddles. This book like others has a dramatic final, and I can’t tell you more, you have to read it.

This is my favourite book because it made me think a lot. Your life can be changed only for the way you feel. Our emotions and feelings can control our life, the way that we act and the way that we see the things. Maybe our life is good and everything is ok but our feelings make us see the things in a different way.

 

Websites

Hello again, today I’m going to talk about websites, especially the websites that I use to study in this career. I always use websites like Facebook.com and do not think bad, I also use it to study, because my friends share data and important information.  Other page is morfo.cl, there you can practice for the anatomy’s exams. Morfo.cl is a private website that only can be used by students from the Universidad de Chile. But my favourite website that really helps me to study is Dropbox.com.  Dropbox is a file hosting service, where you can upload files and information. Is like an online pen drive. That is very useful because you with your friends can create an account, and start to upload information, guides and papers very useful to the career or work, so everyone with the password of the account can obtain them. I always use dropbox.com because people. People from previous years have downloaded transcripts from anatomy, histology, biology and more. If I need something for study, I go to the account of my colleagues and I can find there what I want.