tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63464629250557916922024-03-06T05:53:04.180-03:00Silvia LoustauPoemas - Narrativa - Ensayos - Cine - Concursos - LibrosSilvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.comBlogger532125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-45745964666471460442011-10-07T22:06:00.000-03:002011-10-07T22:07:49.616-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-19848668113199569662011-10-07T22:04:00.000-03:002011-10-07T22:06:11.109-03:00Poemas de Silvia Loustau<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-75338387016361592472011-10-07T21:49:00.003-03:002011-10-07T22:03:11.838-03:00Una mañanita de Buenos Aires.. sol, artesanos, caminata... el sitio se llama Macondo(¿que menos) en la Plazita Cortazar, alli tertuliamos con Graciela FosserSilvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-5165193505849128202011-10-07T21:45:00.000-03:002011-10-07T21:46:30.095-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-15952782336822138532011-10-07T21:38:00.001-03:002011-10-07T21:44:30.598-03:00La mantita por Silvia Loustau<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-39034281406392592242011-10-07T21:23:00.008-03:002011-10-07T21:37:14.207-03:00Algunas fotos de la presentación y lectura en Sade Oeste Bonaerense Y luego de algunas lectuara alguien pregunta u opina...ese es el mejor premio Y Bernabé pregunta, pregunta... leo, leo, leo y el silencio es total, a mi lado el escritor Bernabé Sosa ¿Qué estaré explicando? o diciendo o contando...Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-37408722965815371832011-10-07T21:12:00.000-03:002011-10-07T21:13:33.148-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-26405496447367499712011-10-07T20:43:00.002-03:002011-10-07T21:12:13.395-03:00Invitada por la SADE OESTE BONARENSE- 2 de OCtubreUn año transcurrió desde que había recibido la atenta invitación del Presidente de la Sade Oeste Bonarense( Castelar, prov. de Bs.As).Un intercambio de mails logró que sin habernos visto nunca con el señor Bernabé Sosa, era ir a un sitio donde un amigo me presentaría los concurrentes de conferecias, muestras, música, lecturas.Cuando el atardecer se iba extendiendo por las calles de Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-39307866740485710672011-10-07T20:39:00.000-03:002011-10-07T20:41:24.473-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-44157406612350052011-10-07T20:38:00.000-03:002011-10-07T20:39:33.745-03:00Alejandro Drewes -Poemas- Argentina<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-64278242575056016612011-10-07T20:37:00.001-03:002011-10-07T20:37:54.617-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-73063958014976346472011-10-07T20:29:00.002-03:002011-10-07T20:32:11.960-03:00Decir Pablo por Silvia Loustau<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-29571572951652910182011-10-07T20:29:00.001-03:002011-10-07T20:29:37.282-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-69115527653675110632011-10-07T20:24:00.000-03:002011-10-07T20:26:21.877-03:00Haiku de Pere Bessó- Cataluña<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-21266036109072439162011-10-07T20:23:00.001-03:002011-10-07T20:23:42.794-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-15354516506530601292011-10-07T20:18:00.001-03:002011-10-07T20:21:57.684-03:00Alejandro Schmidt- Poemas- Córdoba<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-2047399679562694442011-10-07T20:17:00.000-03:002011-10-07T20:18:09.668-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-8663345941283723622011-10-07T19:56:00.002-03:002011-10-07T20:14:12.000-03:00La vida por Silvia LoustauMe levantaba a mirar el fuego e iba a ver si el hombre dormía y me quedaba mirando sus manos, la boca entreabierta.Si se depertaba preguntaría si no me habia movido y volvería a gritar.-Hablá, hablá- se pasearía a mi alrededor- Hablá, como habló hoy Mara-Y yo callaba, sentía miedo. Yo callaba y él se movia y el aire arrastraba un extraño olor a barro colorado. A verano ausente, para Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-16963288046434941002011-10-07T19:54:00.001-03:002011-10-07T19:54:48.433-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-67602158790223039262011-10-07T19:51:00.000-03:002011-10-07T19:53:30.708-03:00La hija del diablo se casa por Marosa Di Giorgio- Uruguay<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-42159120786693937272011-10-07T19:50:00.000-03:002011-10-07T19:51:09.730-03:00Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-61379363840704468322011-10-07T19:48:00.000-03:002011-10-07T19:49:51.145-03:00Historia de la alfabetización por Nuria Barbosa León- Habana- Cuba<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if !mso]> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-31748290093916658852011-10-07T19:37:00.001-03:002011-10-07T19:41:52.529-03:00El digno osario por Gustavo Olaiz – Mar del Plata Ayudado por su gran memoria el elefante se dirigió al único lugar donde los demás lo dejarían solo. Un elefante no entra a un cementerio salvo si quiere morir. Pasos decididamente lentos mueven las columnas de sus patas, su andar arenoso. Se deja caer como un mundo en el lugar elegido. Una montaña gris respirando lentamente. Tal vez sea derecho, tiene el colmillo de ese Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-48335698190802049832011-10-07T19:34:00.002-03:002011-10-07T19:37:24.447-03:00Taller de Escritura Creativa-Poesía y Narrativa- Lectura y Análisis de textos<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 21 false false false MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]> <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm Silvia Loustauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06500531710256736476noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346462925055791692.post-28970748344933555152011-08-27T20:39:00.001-03:002011-08-27T20:45:32.129-03:00 Allí donde la toques, la memoria duele. G . Seferis
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