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    Bursts
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    Bursts

    By O. T. Socas

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    Bursts is the translation of O. T. Socas' first poetry book titled Ráfagas, written between 1977 and 1979, just before she exiled to the United States. Through a sequence of poems, readers are taken on a journey of rebellion, passion, and self-discovery, as the author navigates the complexities of life as a young woman in a repressive society. She grapples with themes such as gender roles, societal expectations, and the struggle for identity, all while exploring her own creativity and pushing the boundaries of what is considered acceptable.
    The poems in Bursts are raw, visceral, and full of emotion. They capture the intense feelings of a young woman coming of age in a world that can often be hostile and indifferent. Through her words, O. T. Socas shows us the power of poetry as a means of self-expression and resistance. Overall, Bursts is a powerful collection of poems that speaks to the universal experiences of growth, identity, and resistance. It is an important work of literature that speaks to the power of the human spirit in the face of adversity and oppression.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherO. T. Socas
    Release dateOct 4, 2023
    ISBN9798223595069
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      Bursts - O. T. Socas

      BURSTS

      1977-1979

      O. T. Socas

      ©Copyright 2023, O. T. Socas

      Translation by O. T. Socas

      All rights reserved

      Content

      Decision

      Loneliness

      Differences

      Matador

      Inexperience

      Marriage

      Shell

      Lesson

      After Your Body

      The Journey

      Another Night Without You

      These Hands

      January

      A Cat

      Nora

      Sailor

      Habana

      Paseo and 23rd Street

      Adventure

      Carmen

      Poetry

      Crisis

      Rebellion

      The Child

      Silence

      Intention

      Reunion

      The Adolescent Artist

      Imagination

      DECISION

      Give me time to gather the courage

      to leave the house.

      Get used to no one opening the door.

      Wherever you are,

      don't get tired of waiting.

      The voices within put the furies in their place.

      I don't know how I breathe

      without looking into your eyes.

      You bring me to the balcony of the tenth floor

      to decide between life and death,

      to

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