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miércoles, 21 de marzo de 2012

World Poetry Day



 The United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organisation (Unesco)declared  March 21st as World Poetry Day. I have already posted some of our favourite poems in my posts 
This is the message from  Irina Bokova, Director-General of UNESCO for World Poetry Day:
"Poets convey a timeless message. They are often key witness to history’s great
political and social changes. Their writings inspire us to build lasting peace in our minds, to rethink relations between man and nature and to establish humanism founded on the uniqueness and diversity of peoples. This is a difficult task, requiring the participation of all, whether in schools, libraries or cultural institutions. To quote the poet Tagore, the 150th anniversary of whose birth will be celebrated this year, "I
have spent my days in stringing and unstringing my instrument."

Dedication to me by Luis G. Montero
I love poetry and my favourite Spanish poets are Luis García Montero and Luis Cernuda. The first one was a mirror where I wanted to get my reflection. His classes always started with a poem. I remember that a guy said that poems where too sacred in his class - he was completely wrong by the way, so I decided to read a poem by San Juan de la Cruz, whose poems Dichos de Luz y Amor were written in what nowadays is known as Códice de Andújar.
Códice de Andújar by F.M
"A la tarde te examinarán en el amor".

From Cernuda, I love this poem which includes a conditional in its title "If a man could say what he loves".

From friends who are poets, I remember Nuria del Río y su Con Delirio Infantil, poetizando sobre los paraguas de colores.
I wouldn't like to forget the modernist poet Ruben Darío and his poem "Estival", where you should feel sympathy for the Bengal tigress.

If I move to English poetry, of course I have to mention Shakespeare and his Sonnet 116


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark 
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks 
Within his bending sickle's compass come: 
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, 
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
In general, pleasant poetry is about Love, 
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved. 

I don't want to leave without flying to Greece. The most popular poetess, Sappho and her "Ode to Aphrodite" 
Ποικιλόθρον᾽ ὰθάνατ᾽ ᾽Αφρόδιτα,
παῖ Δίος, δολόπλοκε, λίσσομαί σε
μή μ᾽ ἄσαισι μήτ᾽ ὀνίαισι δάμνα,
πότνια, θῦμον.

ἀλλά τυίδ᾽ ἔλθ᾽, αἴποτα κἀτέρωτα
τᾶς ἔμας αὔδως αἴοισα πήλγι
ἔκλυες πάτρος δὲ δόμον λίποισα
χρύσιον ἦλθες

ἄρμ᾽ ὐποζεύξαια, κάλοι δέ σ᾽ ἆγον
ὤκεες στροῦθοι περὶ γᾶς μελαίνας
πύκνα δινεῦντες πτέῤ ἀπ᾽ ὠράνω αἴθε
ρος διὰ μέσσω.

αῖψα δ᾽ ἐξίκοντο, σὺ δ᾽, ὦ μάκαιρα
μειδιάσαισ᾽ ἀθανάτῳ προσώπῳ,
ἤρἐ ὄττι δηὖτε πέπονθα κὤττι
δηὖτε κάλημι

κὤττι μοι μάλιστα θέλω γένεσθαι
μαινόλᾳ θύμῳ, τίνα δηὖτε πείθω
μαῖς ἄγην ἐς σὰν φιλότατα τίς τ, ὦ
Ψάπφ᾽, ἀδίκηει;

καὶ γάρ αἰ φεύγει, ταχέως διώξει,
αἰ δὲ δῶρα μὴ δέκετ ἀλλά δώσει,
αἰ δὲ μὴ φίλει ταχέως φιλήσει,
κωὐκ ἐθέλοισα.

ἔλθε μοι καὶ νῦν, χαλεπᾶν δὲ λῦσον
ἐκ μερίμναν ὄσσα δέ μοι τέλεσσαι
θῦμος ἰμμέρρει τέλεσον, σὐ δ᾽ αὔτα
σύμμαχος ἔσσο.


In Modern Greek, Kavafis is my favourite with his Ithake and Elitis's Όλα τα πήρε το καλοκαίρι
A present from a friend
In general, poetry is a synonim of LOVE.

Jocelyn left Spain leaving me the 101 best poems in Northamerican Literature. Thanks!! It has been a pleasure working with you. I will miss you.




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