Major Works
Carpentier's major works include:
- Ecue-yamba-o! (1933) (Praised Be the Lord!)
- La música en Cuba (1946) (The Music of Cuba), an ethno-musicological study of Cuba starting from the sixteenth century, the arrival of European explorers, till the present day of publication, the mid twentieth century.
- El reino de este mundo (1949) (The Kingdom of this World)
- Los pasos perdidos (1953) (The Lost Steps)
- El acoso (1956) (Manhunt)
- Guerra del tiempo (1958) (War of Time)
- El siglo de las luces (1962) (Explosion in a Cathedral)
- El Recurso del método (1974) (Reasons of State)
- Concierto barroco (1974) (Concierto barroco; English: Baroque Concert), based on the 1709 meeting of Vivaldi, Handel and Domenico Scarlatti, with cameo appearances by Wagner and Stravinsky, and fictional characters from the new world who inspire the Venetian composer's opera, Motezuma.
- La consagración de la primavera (1978) (The Rite of Spring; Le Sacre du Printemps, ballet by Igor Stravinsky)
- El arpa y la sombra (1978) (The Harp and the Shadow) dealing with Columbus.
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