Chilean Exiles in ScotlandGiovanna, Carlos, Margarita and Gabriel, exiled from Pinochet’s Chile in 1974, came to us in Edinburgh. With no English, they sang their broken hearts out: Violeta and Víctor. Gabriel had been so badly tortured he had given up the names of some friends. He never knew what Read more…
You want me to write something. Meaningful Emotive Reflexive A tribute to solidarity Some prose on resilience A nod to memory And yet And yet How to write of: Sunday voids A ghoulish existence between the lines awaiting the tide be turned. Praying for grace and glory A paid penance. Read more…
Although, I’ve no family connection to Chile, nor have I been there yet, I was born in 1983 to a Liverpool family of Socialists, during the time of the Thatcher Government’s “managed decline” of the area. As a kid, I had a fascination with the Spanish speaking world and my Read more…
Crecí con el fuego del abrazo familiar anunciando la llegada del ano nuevo enChile.Sentí que los anos venían y pasaban como los planetas dejando el calor de losabrazos de una noche de ano nuevo.Nadie me enseño como se celebran los medios siglos porque quizás no se loimaginaban poder vivir tantos Read more…
50 years is nothing except when it makes me stop and lookI grew up with the fire of a family embrace announcing the arrival of a new year in Chile.I felt the years come and go like planets leaving the warmth of a New Year’s Eve.Nobody taught me how to Read more…