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The Ecstasy of Cabeza de Vaca

Autor Keith Hill
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 14 mai 2015
In 1528, a Spanish expedition was shipwrecked in the Gulf of Mexico. Eight years later only four men remained alive. One of the four, Cabeza de Vaca, later published an account of what occurred. Naked and enslaved, de Vaca was stripped of all he possessed, then underwent an extraordinary transformation. The Ecstasy of Cabeza de Vaca is Keith Hill's masterful retelling of Cabeza de Vaca's story. This is a heartbreaking account of courage and faith, barbarity and miracles, that transports us to the limits of human experience.


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Nine days we walked that coast.
My one unshakable vow
made on the altar of my determined heart
was never to surrender
never to allow this gruelling wilderness
to grind us dust to dust.
My two companions were not as strong as me
but they were part now of my heart's promise
and I happily supplied the drive for three.
This is what a leader does:
he fights to place one foot, one body
one heart in front of the other
cajoling, pushing, demanding
to ensure our carcasses did not add to
the fated toll this coast took on its transients.
Such is the ignorance of man
that he apes authority and proclaims himself
a primate power over his fellow creatures
(even if his motive is protection and care)
when each man's projected will
is but one strand in the intertwined tracks
we tread through the world's troubled choices.
I had yet much to learn of what
truly chooses our course through life.
My first lesson occurred on the ninth day
of this our southward trek.
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9780473324070
ISBN-10: 0473324075
Pagini: 180
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 10 mm
Greutate: 0.24 kg
Editura: Disjunct Books

Notă biografică

The poet has spent most of his life mooching around. Seeking inspiration, he attended a celebrated writing course, but was soon noticed and ordered to leave. He won a prize once, but left it on the bus and never saw it again. The poet accepts children are required to continue the species, but let's face it, how many more do we need? The poet has spent way too many years staring into his shadow. Sad.