El Toro (with annotations) 2

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fierce masters above the Guadalquivir and ell Seville that stirred beneath his bloodied chest and flank, his head erect, his nostrils hot, his eyes afire, his balls of heaving ore. (Oh, Toro, Toro, I remember you) back in Madrid: the chattering crowd like huddling landscape packed around a ring of sand where mosquito horsemen minced in padded pairs, bright for their trumpeted, quick race to brandish toys of death, those flaming bandaleros cocked to peg into his shoulders-- deep-burning tongues to lick his pride away (Oh, noro, Toro, what have they done to you?) until the matador, the champion, came tight-swathed and oiled with all Pamplona-to-Granada knew of swords and roses, ceremonies ending in the sand; came with stylish turns, veronicas, passes so fine El Toro's mortal blood, low swinging from his stubborn nose as if to paint a line no enemy could cross, seemed but a crimson fan the matador had dropped

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Poem written by Emanuel in 1978/1980, typed with handwritten annotations. In his notes, Emanuel states that this is the longest poem he has ever written. The poem arises questions of how society treats its inhabitants. (Page 2)

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  • type
    Image
  • created on
  • file format
    jpg
  • file size
    661 kB
  • container title
    James A. Emanuel Papers
  • creator
    James A. Emanuel
  • issue
    BOX 5 FOLDER 12 "Whole Grain and Later Poems of James A. Emanuel (Annotated by the Auhtor), draft, part I, 1995 (2 of 2)
  • rights
    James A. Emanuel Estate
  • rights holder
    James A. Emanuel Estate
  • version
    1978/1980