El tiempo que nos hizo nos deshace / The Time That Shapes Us Also Unshapes Us

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El tiempo que nos hizo nos deshace / The Time That Shapes Us Also Unshapes Us by Paz, Octavio, 9788439743996
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  • ISBN: 9788439743996 | 8439743998
  • Cover: Paperback
  • Copyright: 8/20/2024

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El tiempo que nos hizo nos deshace se integra en la colección Poesía Portátil como una selección de los versos más representativos de Octavio Paz.
Premio Nobel mexicano

Poesía Portátil acoge, esta vez, la voz de uno de los pensadores más importantes del siglo XX: Octavio Paz. Crítico literario, intelectual y filósofo, pero, ante todo, uno de los poetas hispanoamericanos más destacados de todos los tiempos.
 
La reflexión poética de Paz se extiende a toda su creación y sus versos son una parte fundamental de su legado. Esta selección, a cargo del escritor Jordi Soler, nos permite explorar el mundo lírico del autor de El laberinto de la soledad.
 
«mi corazón a obscuras es un puño que golpea –no un muro ni un espejo: a sí mismo, monótono...»

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The Time That Shapes Us Also Unshapes Us brings the verses of Nobel Prize winner Octavio Paz to the Portable Poetry collection

The Portable Poetry collection has expanded to include one of the most important thinkers of the twentieth century: Mexico’s Octavio Paz. Literary critic, intellectual and philosopher, as well as one of the most accomplished Latin American poets of all time.  
 
The scope of Paz’s work extended to all of creation and his poetry is a fundamental part of his legacy. This selection, curated by writer Jordi Soler, is an introduction to the poems of the famed author of The Labyrinth of Solitude.
 
“…in the darkness, my heart is a fist that beats -not at a wall or a mirror: but at itself, monotonously…”
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