It was a poet of Latin American modernism who corresponded with Rubén Darío and whose erotic, sensual, sometimes somewhat sapphic poetry scandalized the pacata society of the time.
It reminds me of Greta Garbo in The Ladies of the Camellias, who between the rustle of the silks of her black dress adhered her pelvis to the pelvis of the beau, pushed her glorious bust out of the man's chest and turned her neck with her divine face away from a possible kiss that predicted that it was approaching. Then she spoke, with her hands holding the men of the lover of "being free when death approached." He suffered from a galloping Tisis
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Or the Carmen de Prospere Merimet who allowed herself to be stabbed by an old officer who had been her lover and die with the pride of a woman, proud and passionate but with a free heart like that of Delmira Agustini.
Or the Carmen de Prospere Merimet who allowed herself to be stabbed by an old officer who had been her lover and die with the pride of a woman, proud and passionate but with a free heart like that of Delmira Agustini.
Or Virginia Wolf the English writer of schizoid mind, who listened to voices while her pen slipped and slipped leaf after leaf, into writings while cigarret after cigarret were in her lips.
She revolutionized English writing. The film "The Houres", touching and tragic, presents the last moments of his life when placing stones in her pockets she enters a river until she drowns.
Her writings remain, where she plays with time and an almost Freudian introspection where there is no lack of lesbian allusions.
DR ORLANDO VICENTE
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