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Calling home.“Dr. Gonzo: I hate to say this, but this place is getting to me. I think I’m gett

Calling home.

“Dr. Gonzo: I hate to say this, but this place is getting to me. I think I’m getting the Fear.”

José Hernández


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Back in town. 

Back in town. 


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Portrait of a Madman.(lo pinta Mark Chilcott)

Portrait of a Madman.

(lo pinta Mark Chilcott)


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I had a dream, which was not all a dream.The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the starsDid wander da

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went and came, and brought no day.

(el poema es de Lord Byron, lo pinta Yuko Shimizu)


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And death shall have no dominion.No more may gulls cry at their earsOr waves break loud on the seash

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

(el poema es de Dylan Thomas, el dibujo de Uwe de Witt)


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 I,I wish you could swimLike the dolphins,like dolphins can swim. (lo pinta Marc Scheff)

I,
I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins,
like dolphins can swim.

(lo pinta Marc Scheff)


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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.(I think I made you

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)


God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

(el poema es de Sylvia Plath, el dibujo de Skottie Young)


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I had a dream, which was not all a dream.The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the starsDid wander da

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went and came, and brought no day.

(el poema es de Lord Byron, lo pinta Mark Chiarello)


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