Walt Whitman was born on this day in 1819, and amid a panoply of planned festivities, his bicentennial has renewed popular interest in Whitman’s legacy. What has Whitman left us in our twenty-first century? Whatever he has bequeathed to us culturally, what’s certain is that 200 years after his birth, his textual legacy continues to grow.
President Abraham Lincoln died on April 15, 1865, having been assassinated at Ford’s Theatre by John Wilkes Booth.
“To begin at the beginning:
It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters’ – and – rabbits’ wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea.”
Digging up computing histories in literary manuscript collections
“El problema es mío”, confesó García Márquez a un amigo por carta en julio de 1966, “que después de tantos años de trabajar como un animal, me siento agobiado de cansancio, sin perspectivas ciertas, salvo en el único terreno que me gusta y no me da de comer: la novela”. [Read more…] about “Una historia de Cien años de soledad a través de sus documentos”