In 1978, during the last years of the Somoza dictatorship, I wrote a poem calling for a strike. I never thought this poem would once again be necessary, much less while engaged in the burning effort of my youth: overthrowing what I thought would be the last tyrant my eyes would ever see…
Read MoreDear Luis Almagro, I understand that it’s difficult for you to assimilate the fact that Daniel Ortega, one of the nine leaders of the Sandinista Revolution, has become a dictator. How can you ask us to “strengthen the democratic institutions” of the Ortega dictatorship if there IS no democracy?
Read MoreHere’s a poem by Gioconda Belli published for Nicaraguan Mothers Day which falls each year on May 30th. On the date this year, hundreds of thousands of Nicaraguans joined the mothers of so many young people killed in the government repression of peaceful protests since mid-April.
Read MoreThe responses of the presidential couple to the events of the week of April 18th were so contrary to how one might expect you can’t help but wonder if they have already lost all connection with reality.
Read MoreIn one blow, amid the sound of shattering glass, the opinion polls, the assurances, the belief that they were governing with the support and approval of the majority, all crashed down.
Read MoreNicaraguan poet Gioconda Belli expressed her fear Tuesday that the Government of Daniel Ortega and Rosario Murillo “criminalizes” the right to criticism and freedom of expression through social networks, approving laws similar to those of Venezuela.
Read MoreAuthor Gioconda Belli urged narrators and poets gathered in Granada, Nicaragua for the annual International Poetry Festival to exercise the power of the word “against all odds” to defend the world from racists and fanatics.
Read MoreThe following is a poem from Nicaraguan poet and novelist Gioconda Belli on the different trees of Managua, some live, some metallic.
Read MoreIt must be incredible to come back from the dead. That’s what Fidel has done, one more entry in his book of innumerable combats. I have a journalist friend in California, an expert in all things Cuban, who has been waiting four years for Fidel to die just so she can despair.
Read MoreThe night before, the police raided Belli’s home seeking to capture him. Expecting an attempt to arrest him, Belli had left into exile.
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