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Edda Armas
Born 1955 in Caracas, where she lives. Studied Social Psychology. Works for publishers and cultural organizations; especially interested in children's creativity. At present president of PEN Venezuela. Poetry collections: Roto Todo Silencio, 1975; Contra el Aire, 1977; Rojo Circular, 1992; Sable, 1994; La otra orilla, 1999; En bicicleta, 2003. (Poetry prize of the XIV Bienal J.A Ramos Sucre, 2002) Armadura de piedra, 2005. In Cuerdas de Serpiente (Snake Strings), 1985; she has consciously played with words and phrases to construct objects in mental space ("absolutely deliberate, calculated work"). |
from SNAKE STRINGS MNÑ Watched stunned it grows Dilated stunned from a here and now It musses our skirts crumpled by that look wounded distance automatic door and you too? Why did you walk with all that rain and shadows beside you? Breath traps us in the early morning without sleep I said cold water of the sea of the shower of this time How many blocks did you walk holding the gardenias? The fire in the woodwork has been spreading and the smell Ant get out of the way The earth molds the color that gives your words Next station blocking our way
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IT'S A CIRCLE A dream may be to wish to meet having legs hearing sound at night
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