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Must Read Friday: One Hundred Years of Solitude

I bought a copy of this book last year, during my senior year of college and it is the singular finest piece of story-telling I've ever read. Take some hints this week from a Nobel prize winning author, and you'll appreciate your family, your friends and your life.

The Basics

The Plot: We follow the multi-generational story of the Buendia family and their rise to power. The head, Jose Arcadio is the founder of the town of Macondo. It's magical and realistic, a true masterpiece revolving around utopia and the secrets of an unfortunate family.
Characters: The characters are doled out by generation, and there are a lot of them, here are the major ones:
The first generation Buendia is Jose Arcadio, who sets the entire journey and story into motion. His wife Ursula is also of the first generation. The second generation patriarch is Jose Arcadio jr. He is just as headstrong as his father and marries his adopted sister Rebeca (which causes a whole lot of trouble). Colonel Buendia is the first person born in Macondo and has his own issues with war and poetry. Third generation children Arcadio, Aureliano and Santa Sofia create problems of their own in the later pages of the book.
Why it Matters: Gabriel Garcia Marquez, who just recently passed, was a Nobel Prize winner and absolute master of words. It is a magical novel that makes reality and and fantasy look like the same thing. It's also honest, filled with liars and adultery, murder and speculation of such. It pits family against family, friend against friend. It is an exposing of the reality of humanity. And it is amazing. It'll make you reevaluate how you view people and what their true motives are.

The Writing:

Marquez is an artist of fiction. His narrative voice is extremely strong utilizing weaving plot lines and basically invented a writing style. Magical realism, inherently seems like a contradiction, but it works beautifully. With One Hundred Years of Solitude, he uses elements like alchamy and magic with heartache, loss and human emotion. This marriage of the fantastical and the ultra-real makes his style incomparable.
He also writes about things he's familiar with. He writes from a Columbian perspective and injects himself and his experience in to his stories, which contributes to the touching personal nature of his style.
He employs vivid imagery and strange metaphors to garner a surrealist landscape for the very real and fleshed-out characters to live in. These style elements all contribute to the fantastic read that is One Hundred Years of Solitude.

Relevant Quotes:

"Time was not passing, It was turning in a circle."
"They were so close to each other that they preferred death to separation."
“Lost in the solitude of his immense power, he began to lose direction.”
“Thus they went on living in a reality that was slipping away, momentarily captured by words, but which would escape irremediably when they forgot the values of the written letters.”

Last Word:

If you want a profound read, then this is the book for you. Just by looking at the quotes, it's obvious that this book changes lives. It will make you reevaluate your existence, the way you look at others, and you will ultimately become a better person for reading it. Trust me.
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When I first started learning to speak Spanish, I made it my goal to read this book it its original language. Now, I'm definitely comfortable calling myself fluent and I'm about halfway through the book. It's one of those that I pick up for a few days at a time and then let sit for a while before returning to it again. And holy wow is it good. But it's haaaaard haha
It's probably that much more amazing in his native language! I speak a little Spanish too, and I thought reading Don Quixote was hard!
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Daily Neruda: Adonic Angela
Alas, fellow fans of Pablo Neruda both old and new, it is time to say goodbye to our dear poet for a time! In the interest of variety and widening our poetic experiences, I will end with this 10th installment of Daily Neruda and move on to another poet we can get to know and love. Maybe I'll come back to our friend Neruda in the future! Which poet will I feature next? You'll have to keep an eye on the Poetry community and see! For now, I end our lovely days of Neruda with one of my favorites, "Adonic Angela." As with some of the other poems, this one is featured prominently in the film Il Postino, I believe when Neruda's protege is learning what a metaphor is. I've linked a video of a beautiful scene from the movie, with audio laid over from the soundtrack featuring a reading of Adonic Angela by Willem Dafoe. I also recommend reading my related Card, "What is a Metaphor and How Do You Make One?": "Adonic Angela" By Pablo Neruda Today I stretched out next to a pure young woman as if at the shore of a white ocean, as if at the center of a burning star of slow space. From her lengthily green gaze the light fell like dry water, in transparent and deep circles of fresh force. Her bosom like a two-flamed fire burned raised in two regions and in a double river reached her large, clear feet. A climate of gold barely ripened the diurnal lengths of her body filling it with extended fruits and hidden fire. "Ángela adónica" By Pablo Neruda (Spanish original) Hoy me he tendido junto a una joven pura como a la orilla de un océano blanco, como en el centro de una ardiente estrella de lento espacio. De su mirada largamente verde la luz caía como un agua seca, en transparentes y profundos círculos de fresca fuerza. Su pecho como un fuego de dos llamas ardía en dos regiones levantado, y en doble río llegaba a sus pies, grandes y claros. Un clima de oro maduraba apenas las diurnas longitudes de su cuerpo llenándolo de frutas extendidas y oculto fuego.
Daily Neruda: If You Forget Me
This is one of my favorite all-time Pablo Neruda poems - I'm so happy to share it with you today! It has so many emotions and states of mind inside of it, reflecting the turbulence of relationships. There are many, many poems about missing someone you love - but this to me is the most masterful and poignant. It is also one of the poems included in the celebrity readings from the Il Postino soundtrack. This one is read by Madonna, beautifully. I included a link for you, @timeturnerjones! Please enjoy: "If You Forget Me" By Pablo Neruda I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. "Si tú me olvidas" By Pablo Neruda (Spanish original) Quiero que sepas una cosa. Tú sabes cómo es esto: si miro la luna de cristal, la rama roja del lento otoño en mi ventana, si toco junto al fuego la impalpable ceniza o el arrugado cuerpo de la leña, todo me lleva a ti, como si todo lo que existe, aromas, luz, metales, fueran pequeños barcos que navegan hacia las islas tuyas que me aguardan. Ahora bien, si poco a poco dejas de quererme dejaré de quererte poco a poco. Si de pronto me olvidas no me busques, que ya te habré olvidado. Si consideras largo y loco el viento de banderas que pasa por mi vida y te decides a dejarme a la orilla del corazón en que tengo raíces, piensa que en ese día, a esa hora levantaré los brazos y saldrán mis raíces a buscar otra tierra. Pero si cada día, cada hora sientes que a mí estás destinada con dulzura implacable. Si cada día sube una flor a tus labios a buscarme, ay amor mío, ay mía, en mí todo ese fuego se repite, en mí nada se apaga ni se olvida, mi amor se nutre de tu amor, amada, y mientras vivas estará en tus brazos sin salir de los míos.
What Has BTS Taught You
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Daily Neruda: 'Tis the Morrow Full of Storm
Now that the week is nearing its close, I wanted to change pace a bit and share one of Pablo Neruda's love poems. This one is from the collection "Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada," or "Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair." Poem IV By Pablo Neruda Translated by J.B. Donne 'Tis the morrow full of storm in the heart of summer. The wandering hands of the wind shake the clouds like white handkerchiefs waved in farewell. Innumerable heart of the wind fluttering over our silence of love. Humming through the trees, heavenly music, like a tongue full of songs and wars. Winds that lifts the fallen leaves in robbery and turns the palpitating flights of the birds. Wind that throws them down in foamless waves and weightless shapes, and falling flames. Their volume of kisses breaks and goes under fought at the gate of the summer wind. Poem IV By Pablo Neruda (Spanish original) Es la mañana llena de tempestad en el corazón del verano. Como pañuelos blancos de adiós viajan las nubes, el viento las sacude con sus viajeras manos. Innumerable corazón del viento latiendo sobre nuestro silencio enamorado. Zumbando entre los árboles, orquestal y divino, como una lengua llena de guerras y de cantos. Viento que lleva en rápido robo la hojarasca y desvía las flechas latientes de los pájaros. Viento que la derriba en ola sin espuma y sustancia sin peso, y fuegos inclinados. Se rompe y se sumerge su volumen de besos combatido en la puerta del viento del verano.
A Guide To Haircut For Girls and Boys At Any Age
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