Sublime

Denise Levertov—the only woman of the fifteen—would state that poetry’s highest task is “to awaken sleepers by other means than shock.” This

Meche grabbed a cassette and began listening to Serú Girán singing Canción de Alicia en el País, about the dictatorship in Argentina. She had reached the part where the walruses have vanished

how we can repair el daño (the damage) by using the imagination and its visions.

Somoza había nombrado a su hijo Tachito como enlace entre su gobierno y los funcionarios estadounidenses encargados de planear los sabotajes y las batallas.

nagualismo is an alternative epistemology,

Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to it growling. —Elizabeth Bishop

by Robert Hass, the U.S. poet laureate from 1995 to 1997, in a twelve-minute tour of the role of awe in literature and poetry at a conference in Berkeley in 2016. As he detailed this idea, he embodied literary epiphanies with whoas, our ancient sounds of recognizing the sublime.