Now i have to clean my room and my house because someone is comming to visit us, and i hate when that happen. I really like the disorder.
I am going to write about the books i like.
One of my favorite books is Altazor of Vicente Huidobro, there he is looking to play with the expressive limits of the language, breaking down the walls of what we know as reality, and creating a new world, where the poet is considered the little god. Anything can be true in his world.
I would like to put a part of his poem, but in spanish, because you can not translate the untranslatable, and I think the poems owe part of their essence to the language they were written.
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mundo está amueblado por tus ojos Se hace más alto el cielo en tu presencia La tierra se prolonga de rosa en rosa Y el aire se prolonga de paloma en palomaAl irte dejas una estrella en tu sitio |
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Dejas caer
tus luces como el barco que pasa Mientras te sigue mi canto embrujado Como una serpiente fiel y melancólica Y tú vuelves la cabeza detrás de algún astro |
I hope you like this, i dont have a lot of time so i cant write about other books, maybe the next time.