remember your first
remember your first poem or your first book could evoke the initial momentum of your writing Aleixandre poet said he did the day he read a poem by Ruben Dario. How do you recognize in dialogue with poetry Poetry in dialogue with recognized me since my grandfather recited “Margarita, est linda la mar” every time you came across one of his granddaughters. Ruben Dario again. Even as a teenager I went to Spanish poetry, which was more readily available in bookstores that Latin American poetry, though I must say that I recognized too late poet in relation to the writers of my generation. I was a dancer. I danced for a while until I developed a back injury. That experience pushed me to consider other forms of expression, but the truth never understood as a dancer ended up writing poetry and narrative.I guess that was when, for many years, I swarmed in a heterogeneous group of artists, writers and musicians and I sat down to listen to discuss, debate, dialogue taking somehow aware that he could get back on track my guesses in writing. 2. A sure readers would like to know your library, this illusion of a family tree of the poet. What books of poetry, if any, prompted the youth of his poetic exercise The poet invents his predecessors or, rather, imagine your readers Between my comings and goings: San Juan-New York, New York-San Juan, I have moved into three schools: Spanish school: the Generation of 27 Mexican poets and the extraordinary American and British poetry: led by ee cummings Ginsberg and Nuyoricans.Of course, like everyone, I have eaten in more than one occasion to Cesar Vallejo, Nicanor Parra, Octavio Paz, Alejandrina Storni, Julia de Burgos, Luis Pales Matos, Alejandra Pizarnik, Guillen Cuban, and William Carlos Williams, Emily Dickinson, Edna St. . Vincent Miller, WAS Merwin, Jerome Rothenberg, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Robert Frost and Anne Sexton to name a few. My personal library is a virtual because preferences change as time passes. In other words, each of these poets has come to me at different times and circumstances in my life. I remember when he came Octavio Paz and the impact it had on my poetic sensibility or Anne Sexton and the issues of madness and as it was played on paper and in his performances. I do not remember when he came Pales Matos, but somehow came along with Cuban poetry, so poetry also the wider Caribbean: Pedro Mir, Aim e Cesaire, Juan Antonio Corretjer along with French and Italian poetry.There was a huge library on the island, a business of an Argentinean very cultured, and filled us with all this wisdom. On the other hand, in New York if I remember when I heard Merwin in a poetry festival in New Jersey of which I also participated and discovered a working model which traces the dark body without any kindness or when first heard Ginsberg Once one of the poetry marathons in the church St.
