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The peculiar evil of silencing the expression of an opinion is, that it is robbing the human race; posterity as well as the existing generation; those who dissent from the opinion, still more than those who hold it. If the opinion is right, they are deprived of the opportunity of exchanging error for truth: if wrong, they lose, what is almost as great a benefit, the clearer perception and livelier impression of truth, produced by its collision with error.

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🦋 The Tin Man's Lament

divídeme por favor
exactamente por el medio
despégame con tus manos la piel
y arranca los huesos
con tus dedos
es mi carne, cómela, digo,
pero déjame por favor la sangre.

sepárame por supuesto
de todo conocido
llevaré en cubos la sangre
mi sangre olorosa mientras busco
corazón
(y ¿cómo vas llevarlos sin huesos? preguntas y te pido permiso)
y hacemos viajes y aventuras sobre continentes
obscenos y ridículos

posted morning of Saturday, June 29th, 2013
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Cut me up, divide me I plead,
slice me just precisely down the middle and
use your hands to strip off my skin
and pluck out my bones
with your fingers,
it's my body, eat of it, I say,
but please, please just leave me my blood.

Cut me off, I mean it
from everything I knew
I'll carry my blood in buckets,
my stinking blood while I search for
a heart
(but — how are you carrying buckets without your bones? I hear you asking and I'm begging your leave)
we'll journey and go on adventures across
the obscene, ridiculous
continents

posted afternoon of June 29th, 2013 by Jeremy

Hola, Â¿podrÃas decirme de quiÃ©n es el poema que pusiste de "The Tin Man's Lament"?
Es maravilloso tu blog y las traducciones son increÃblemente descriptivas.
OjalÃ¡ me contestes.
Saludos...

posted morning of July 16th, 2013 by ludvila

Muchas gracias, Ludvila. Es mi poema.

posted evening of July 16th, 2013 by Jeremy

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