An antipoetic trip inside another Havana, in complete and crazy family intimacy. A neighborhood, a bird in a cage, a girl with a cigarette, a dirty and enchanting autofiction.
« Then – and this is exactly when VD’s inclusive vision works its magic – comes a picture of a terrapin in a filthy, broken bowl. This is poetry and antipoetry (the facing page carries a poem by Gutiérrez called “Material Antipoético” – translation in the back). Everything that a consumer-driven society obsessed by perfection would find depressing and cheap and ugly and sad is made beautiful in its unbeauty. This is VD’s great achievement and his great love. »
€ 40,00
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