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The pitiful wind of the night, living resentment, the murmurs that wake the dead. Juan Rulfo y Comala, the hot land of guilt and remorse. There is not a single reading about Pedro Paramo and The Flatlands in Flames, those outstanding master pieces of literature. His work goes beyond allegation and l...
- Autores:
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Acosta, Juvenal
- Tipo de recurso:
- Article of journal
- Fecha de publicación:
- 2004
- Institución:
- Universidad Autónoma de Occidente
- Repositorio:
- RED: Repositorio Educativo Digital UAO
- Idioma:
- spa
- OAI Identifier:
- oai:red.uao.edu.co:10614/165
- Acceso en línea:
- http://hdl.handle.net/10614/165
- Palabra clave:
- Literatura
Juan Rulfo, 1918-1986
Literature
- Rights
- openAccess
- License
- Derechos Reservados - Universidad Autónoma de Occidente
| Summary: | The pitiful wind of the night, living resentment, the murmurs that wake the dead. Juan Rulfo y Comala, the hot land of guilt and remorse. There is not a single reading about Pedro Paramo and The Flatlands in Flames, those outstanding master pieces of literature. His work goes beyond allegation and language; it is nothing more than literature, it is blood and it is land. Rulfo confirmed the fact that writing is not a plot for people with a privilege and that it is necessary to write about that from we have evidence and conviction. It is necessary to read Rulfo’s work, to learn from him about economy of language, the syntactic severity, the fine irony, the blank space of speech and it is necessary to teach youth to understand about it. |
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