Francisco Aragón has written a bilingual collection of poetry with a fabulous title and some fabulous poems. "Madrid in July" begins "The whirling breath/of dryers left open", which is about right. The "whirling" is what makes the difference there. It's full of nice observations like this. But he also tackles the big themes with elegance - "Klein on Mourning" was one I particularly enjoyed. It's a nice book to have, and I'd say a particularly nice book for everyone who's bilingual or would like to be.
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