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  • Notas del Alma Indígena

    Cuatro poemas del "Cantor de América," Don José Santos Chocano, interpretados por John Manuel Kennedy Traverso.

    I - Otra Vez Será...

    II - ¡Quién Sabe!

    III - Ahí No Más....

    IV - Así Será...


    25 min
  • El Hombre Que Calculaba - Capítulos III & IV
    Beremis Samir “El Hombre que Calculaba” nació en Khoy en Persia, comunicativo interesado en resolver problemas ajeno y problemas matemáticos donde siempre demostraba la habilidad del calculo. Como llega a ser el secretario del Visir Ibram Maluf. Capítulos III & IV.
    19 min
  • El Hombre Que Calculaba

    El seudónimo del profesor, poeta, y escritor brasileño, Julio César De Mello y Sousa es Malba Tahan, y su libro más importante bien pudiera ser "El Hombre Que Calculaba." John Manuel Kennedy Traverso nos habla del autor y de la obra, además la interpreta.

    56 min
  • Ciro Alegría: Calixto Garmendia

    Una muestra de la maestría de la narrativa indigenista de Ciro Alegria es a el relato "Calixto Garmendia" que escribiera el escritor peruano entre los meses de julio y agosto del año de 1954.  

    30 min
  • Man without a country

    Edward Everett Hale wrote the short story "Man without a country", in 1947 Bing Crosby narrated a poetic adaptation of this story, which was recorded by the Paramount Pictures and presented in his patriotic Philco show of November 26, 1947 on the eve of Thanksgiving.

    39 min
  • Ithaca: It is better to journey than to arrive - Itaca: Es mejor viajar que llegar a tu destino

    Poemarium in English and Castillian - en Inglés and Castellano

    John M. Kennedy tells anecdotes related to the messages of the poem: "Ithaca" by Konstantinos P. Kavafis and recites it.

    Las anécdotas de John Manuel Kennedy Traverso sobre el Poema: "Itaca" de Constantino Cavafis (Konstantinos Petrou Kavafis) y lo recita.


    Ithaca

    By Konstantinos P. Kavafis

    When you leave for Ithaca,

    may your journey be long
    and full of adventures and knowledge.

    Do not be afraid of Laestrigones, Cyclopes

    or furious Poseidon;
    you won’t come across them on your way
    if you don’t carry them in your soul,
    if your soul does not put them in front of your steps.

    I hope your road is long.

    May there be many a summer morning,
    and may ports for the first time seen
    bring you great joy.

    May you stop at Phoenician marts,

    to purchase there the best of wares,
    mother-of-pearl and coral, amber, ebony,
    hedonic perfumes of all sorts;
    may you go to various Egyptian towns
    and learn from a people with so much to teach.

    Don’t lose sight of Ithaca,

    for that’s your destination.
    But take your time;
    better that the journey lasts many a year
    and that your boat only drops anchor on the island
    when you have grown rich
    with what you learned on the way.

    Don’t expect Ithaca to give you many riches.

    Ithaca has already given you a fine voyage;
    without Ithaca you would never have parted.
    Ithaca gave you everything and can give you no more.

    If in the end you think that Ithaca is poor,

    don’t think that she has cheated you.
    Because you have grown wise and lived an intense life,
    and that’s the meaning of Ithaca.

    Itaca

    Cuando emprendas tu viaje a Itaca

    pide que el camino sea largo,
    lleno de aventuras, lleno de experiencias.
    No temas a los lestrigones ni a los cíclopes
    ni al colérico Poseidón,
    seres tales jamás hallarás en tu camino,
    si tu pensar es elevado, si selecta
    es la emoción que toca tu espíritu y tu cuerpo.
    Ni a los lestrigones ni a los cíclopes
    ni al salvaje Poseidón encontrarás,
    si no los llevas dentro de tu alma,
    si no los yergue tu alma ante ti.

    Pide que el camino sea largo.

    Que muchas sean las mañanas de verano
    en que llegues -¡con qué placer y alegría!-
    a puertos nunca vistos antes.
    Detente en los emporios de Fenicia
    y hazte con hermosas mercancías,
    nácar y coral, ámbar y ébano
    y toda suerte de perfumes sensuales,
    cuantos más abundantes perfumes sensuales puedas.
    Ve a muchas ciudades egipcias
    a aprender, a aprender de sus sabios.

    Ten siempre a Itaca en tu mente.

    Llegar allí es tu destino.
    Mas no apresures nunca el viaje.
    Mejor que dure muchos años
    y atracar, viejo ya, en la isla,
    enriquecido de cuanto ganaste en el camino
    sin aguantar a que Itaca te enriquezca.

    Itaca te brindó tan hermoso viaje.

    Sin ella no habrías emprendido el camino.
    Pero no tiene ya nada que darte.

    Aunque la halles pobre, Itaca no te ha engañado.

    Así, sabio como te has vuelto, con tanta experiencia,
    entenderás ya qué significan las Itacas.

    52 min
  • Abraham Lincoln's letter to his son's teacher in the first day of class

    John M. Kennedy recites the poem and explain why this poem Would not have been written by President Abraham Lincoln. 

    Attributed to Abraham Lincoln
    Letter to his son's teacher

    He will have to learn, I know,

    that all men are not just,
    all men are not true.
    But teach him also that
    for every scoundrel there is a hero;
    that for every selfish Politician,
    there is a dedicated leader...
    Teach him for every enemy there is a
    friend,

    Steer him away from envy,
    if you can,
    teach him the secret of
    quiet laughter.

    Let him learn early that
    the bullies are the easiest to lick... Teach him, if you can,
    the wonder of books...
    But also give him quiet time
    to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
    bees in the sun,
    and the flowers on a green hillside.

    In the school teach him
    it is far honourable to fail
    than to cheat...
    Teach him to have faith
    in his own ideas,
    even if everyone tells him
    they are wrong...
    Teach him to be gentle
    with gentle people,
    and tough with the tough.

    Try to give my son
    the strength not to follow the crowd
    when everyone is getting on the band wagon...
    Teach him to listen to all men...
    but teach him also to filter
    all he hears on a screen of truth,
    and take only the good
    that comes through.

    Teach him if you can,
    how to laugh when he is sad...
    Teach him there is no shame in tears,
    Teach him to scoff at cynics
    and to beware of too much sweetness...
    Teach him to sell his brawn
    and brain to the highest bidders
    but never to put a price-tag
    on his heart and soul.

    Teach him to close his ears
    to a howling mob
    and to stand and fight
    if he thinks he's right.
    Treat him gently,
    but do not cuddle him,
    because only the test
    of fire makes fine steel.

    Let him have the courage
    to be impatient...
    let him have the patience to be brave.
    Teach him always
    to have sublime faith in himself,
    because then he will have
    sublime faith in mankind.

    25 min

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