Adriana Díaz Enciso

People

People

An asthma crisis prevented me from going out and measuring directly in the streets the level of national enthusiasm or indignation. I wasn’t around any of the innumerable street parties…
UK, September 2022. Second Part

UK, September 2022. Second Part

Delirium I’m sitting at The Whittington Stone pub in north London, watching the funeral procession of Queen Elizabeth II after the religious service at Westminster’s Abbey. The cortege has just…
Out with the Beast

Out with the Beast
Se va la bestia

From the day before I went on holiday this summer, I didn’t want to watch the news. I had the firm resolve to disconnect from any source of stress and…
Nuclear

Nuclear

Up to some eight thousand years ago, Great Britain was still joined to that which would become an expression of its strangeness once it became an island: the continent. I…
War

War
Guerra

Nothing like the threat of an all-inclusive third world war (i.e., with nuclear weapons) to make a deadly and devastating pandemic seem almost insignificant. The human mind is odd. Its…
Pondering  on the Future

Pondering  on the Future
Pensar el futuro

Some weeks ago, just before the omicron wave made us the gift of this pitiful déjà vu sensation as we approached the festive season, leaving us futilely trying to pluck…
Pictures of Autumn

Pictures of Autumn
Estampas de otoño

for Amanda and Nick A couple of weeks after publishing in these space the second part of my reflections—my disenchantment, my sense of suffocation, my rage even—about the sorrowful state…
The Iniquitous Agony of Literature

The Iniquitous Agony of Literature

Part Two In part one of these reflections, I discussed some of the most obvious evils that undermine literary creation nowadays: the urge to turn authors into pawns of celebrity…
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