From Collected Stories (1984) by Garbriel Garcia Marquez, separated into three sections.
Eyes of a Blue Dog - Translated by Gregory Rabassa
The Third Resignation (1947) - There was that noise again.
The Other Side of Death (1948) - Without knowing why, he awoke with a start.
Eva is Inside her Cat (1948) - All of a sudden she noticed that her beauty had fallen all apart on her, that it begun to pain her physically like a tumor or a cancer.
Bitterness for Three Sleepwalkers (1949) - Now we had her there, abandoned in a corner of the house.
Dialogue with the Mirror (1949) - The man who had had the room before, after having slept the sleep of the just for hours on end, oblivious to the worries and unrest of the recent early morning, awoke when the day was well advanced and the sounds of the city completely invaded the air of the half-opened room.
Eyes of a Blue Dog (1950) - Then she looked at me.
The Woman Who Came at Six O'clock (1950) - The swinging door opened.
Nabo: The Black Man Who Made the Angels Wait (1951) - Nabo was laying face down in the hay.
Someone Has Been Disarranging These Roses (1952) - Since it’s Sunday and it’s stopped raining, I think I’ll take a bouquet of roses to my grave.
The Night of the Curlews (1953) - We were sitting, the three of us around the table when someone put a coin in the slot and the Wurlitzer played once more the record that has been going all night.
Monologue of Isabel Watching it Rain in Macondo (1955) - Winter fell one Sunday when people were coming out of church.
Big Mama's Funeral - Translated by J.S. Bernstein
Tuesday Siesta (1952) - The train emerged from the quivering tunnel of sandy rocks and began to cross the symmetrical interminable banana plantations and the air became humid and they couldn’t feel the sea breeze anymore.
One of these days (1962) - Monday dawned warm and rainless.
There are no thieves in this town (1962) - Damaso came back to the room at the crack of dawn.
Balthazar's Marvelous Afternoon (1962) - The cage was finished.
Montiel's widow (1962) When Jose Montiel died everyone felt avenged except his widow; but it took several hours for everyone to believe that he had indeed died.
One day after Saturday (1962) - The trouble began in July, when Rebecca, an embittered widow who lived in an immense house with two galleries and nine bedrooms discovered that the streets were torn as if they had been stoned from the street.
Artificial Roses (1962) - Feeling her way into the gloom of the dawn, Mina put on the sleeveless dress which the night before she had hung next to the bed, and rummaged in the trunk for the detachable sleeves.
Big Mama's Funeral (1962) - This is for all the world’s unbelievers, the true account of Big Mama, absolute sovereign of the Kingdom of Macondo, who lived ninety-two years, and died in the order of sanctity one Tuesday last September, and whose funeral was attended by the pope.
The Incredible and Sad Tale of Innocent Eréndira and Her Heartless Grandmother
Translated by Gregory Rabassa
A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings (1968) - on the third day of the rain they had killed so many crabs inside the house that Pelayo had to cross his drenched courtyard and throw them into the sea, because the newborn child had a temperature all night and they that it was due to the stench.
The Sea of Lost Time (1961) - Toward the end of January the sea was growing harsh and beginning to dump its heavy garbage on the town, and a few weeks later everything was contaminated with its unbearable mood.
The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World (1968) - the first children who saw the dark and slinky bulge approaching through the sea let themselves think it was an enemy ship.
Death Constant beyond love (1970) - Senator Onesimo Sanchez had six months and eleven days to go before his death when he found the woman of his life.
The Last Voyage of the Ghost Ship (1968) - Now they’re going to see who I am, he said to himself in his strong new man’s voice….(this one is just one giant sentence so here is the full story
Blacamán the Good, vendor of miracles (1968) - From the first Sunday I saw him he reminded me of a bullring mule with his white suspenders that were backstitched with gold thread, his rings with colored stones on every finger, and his braids of jingle bells, standing on a table y the docks of Santa Maria del Darien in the middle of the flasks of specifics and herbs of consolation that he prepared himself and hawked through the towns along the Caribbean with his wounded shout, except that at that time he wasn’t trying to sell any of that Indian mess but was asking them to bring him a real snake so that he could demonstrate on his own flesh an antidote he had invented, the only infallible one, ladies and gentlemen, for the bites of serpents, tarantulas, and centipedes, plus all manner of poisonous mammals.
The incredible and sad tale of innocent Eréndira and her heartless grandmother (1972) - Erinda was bathing her grandmother when the wind of her misfortune began to blow.
Comentarios