PEN America Blog
Mother, I am darkness. / Since the morning of the old / when Adam and Eve rose from grass, / I have been the long body’s sorrow. // Children sing like birds / and bloom like flowers / on the shining street. / In the sunlight, there are shining people / with heavenly minds, but I cannot taste / their mild wine with my forked tongue.
In the realm beyond conventional reason there can be found opportunities to transcend the categories that corrupt our social interactions.
PEN American Center is deeply saddened by the passing of Eduardo Galeano, one of Latin America's most iconic writers and famed for his journalism, novels, and political satire examining the idiosyncracies and injustices of history.