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13 de may. de 2024 · From the delicate blossoms of lilacs to introspective musings of the cycle of life, each poem invites readers to pause and reflect on the profound beauty of the season. As we celebrate the equinox’s passing and the promise of new beginnings, may these verses serve as a reminder of the enduring power of nature to inspire, uplift ...
Hace 4 días · Para bell hooks la mejor crítica cultural no requiere estar separada ni de la política, ni del placer de la lectura. En un ejercicio a la vez militante e interdisciplinar, estético y político, Afán reúne una amplia serie de ensayos sobre género, raza, medios de comunicación y crítica cultural.
10 de may. de 2024 · Acclaimed author and activist Bell Hooks died on Wednesday, December 15. She was 69. Hooks, whose real name was Gloria Jean Watkins, was born on Sept. 25, 1952, in Hopkinsville, Kentucky. Her first published work, a book of poems titled And There We Wept, was released in 1978.
25 de abr. de 2024 · Uma das escritoras e pensadoras feministas de maior importância da geração atual, bell hooks publicava ensaios com opiniões políticas, feminismo e questões enfrentadas na sociedade de uma maneira potente, o que a fez vender milhares de exemplares de seus livros ao redor do mundo.
13 de may. de 2024 · “Come Here to Me From Crete” by Sappho. In this poem, Sappho’s acclaimed eroticism becomes even more gorgeous when paired with lush springtime imagery. Specifically, she yearns for a reunion between her and her lover, setting the scene for how they will reunite among the beauty of nature.
13 de may. de 2024 · bell hooks, the acclaimed and celebrated feminist author, educator, activist, and scholar passed away Dec. 15 at the age of 69. She made significant contributions to the field of peace and social justice education, penning several books and essays on the power and nature of transformative pedagogies to transgress oppressions.
12 de may. de 2024 · When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half assuaged for Itylus, For the Thracian ships and the foreign faces, The tongueless vigil, and all the pain.
