Sunday, January 30, 2011

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Poesia di Antonio Guerrero 30-01-2010


Sábado, 30 de enero de 2010


Soy Dichoso Aislamiento por este

whence a mis anchas holgazaneo

while I contemplate my soul wander

the remote to lose.

'm happy for this silence

when I can hear myself

and nothing disturbed me outside,

without the time and I look I am.

'm so happy, neither more nor less

without thinking about it, breathing

atoms nos entremezclan,

metido en el corazón de un ser

de Duen a Aliento incalculable,

esparciéndose por el espacio.

I'm lucky for this isolation

volunteer for this apathy and unlimited

as I contemplate the soul wander

in the distance to lose it.

I'm lucky for this silence

when I can hear myself

without anyone to disturb me out

without the time I try and find me .

are so lucky, neither more nor less,

without thinking, breathing

the mixture of our atoms

inside the heart of a

Padrone di incalcolabile respite,

nello spazio che if diffonde.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

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Poesia di Antonio Guerrero 29-01-2010


Friday, January 29, 2010

Night fell while reading book

(that could get my hands)

vacuo and sinister plot which

just made sense to me.

I thought of the great writers

able to collect light

and all the beauty of the world

in imperishable pages.

closed the book and closed my eyes,

at that moment I was surrounded

a blaze of sun and moon,

of love and peace, and I realized:

Buscamos lo que en muchos libros

atesoramos the inside of my soul.

night came while I was reading a book

(the one who managed to get in my hands)

whose argument and left empty

barely, for me, it made sense.

I thought of the great writers

capaci di accogliere la luce

ed ogni bellezza del mondo

in pagine immortali.

Chiusi il libro e chiusi gli occhi,

e in quell'istante mi sono visto circondato

da uno splendore di sole e di luna,

d'amore e di pace, ed ho capito:

quello che cerchiamo nei libri

è il tesoro che poi resta nell'anima.

Friday, January 28, 2011

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Poesia di Antonio Guerrero 28-01-2010


Thursday, January 28, 2010

This source day aimlessly

that subject to the wind of life

on my light of dawn spreads

is never lost, but gain.

This succession of sunsets

without fragrance or color echoes or

fixing my imperfect substance

never lost, but gain.

This time full of pauses

not leave my love matures,

twilight in a dark place

as a path ending

the shadows that grow and tremble,

is never lost, but gain.

This origin of days without route

exposed to the wind of life

spreading light of dawn on me

never harm, but benefit.

This succession of late nights

without fragrance or color echoes or

that my imperfect substance fixed

not never harm, but benefit.

This time load breaks

not let my love mature

dusk in places obscure

as a trail-ending

between shadows that grow and tremble,

never harm, but benefit.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

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Poetry Poetry of Antonio Guerrero Antonio Guerrero


Miércoles, 27 de enero de 2010

Cuando cierran la puerta de hierro

silbadores vientos de huracán

encima se me echan y me apagan

el candil, parpadeando en mis manos.

La celda se vuelve una laguna

en la que yacen palomas muertas

y por mi trepa su olor a espanto

como si las sombras me embistieran.

Con mi inofensivo corazón

desgarro el silencio congelado,

adelgazo ausencias prolongadas

hasta que la larga noche pasa

y todas las tinieblas se esfuman

envueltas en la luz matutina.

Quando chiudono la porta di ferro

whistling winds of Hurricane

I will make him to turn

the lamp, which in my hands it flickers.

The cell becomes a lagoon

where they lie dead doves

climbs on me and its stench of fear

attacked me as if the shadows .

With my heart harmless

breaks the silence, frozen

thin prolonged absences

until the long night passes

and all the darkness fade

wrapped in the morning light.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

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Martes, 26 de enero de 2010

Sucede que sigue injusticia.

Sucede que I have black box.

happen to me who says so.

happen to want to believe me.

happen to fly without fear.

happen to shake my veins.

happen to cross two suns.

happens that obscure the rocks.

happens that the smell is not field.

happens that my time has an owner.

happens that Unen las paredes.

Sucede hermano que a Sonra.

Sucede que en el pecho me NACE

a Serenidad y sucede.

What happens is that the injustice continues.

happens that the handcuffs were very tight.

happens that I'm the one who says it.

happens that I wish I had believed.

happens that flight without fear.

happens that I shake my veins.

happens that only two intersect.

What happens is that the stones are dark.

happens that this smell is not in the country.

happens that my time has a boss.

What happens is that the walls come together.

happens that a brother is smiling.

happens that I was born in breast

serenity, and it happens.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

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Poems to break silence


''L in my time in the Federal Transit Centre in Oklahoma was
long. Eighteen days isolated in a cell of the so-called''hole'', my days seemed like an eternity.
With little tiny pencils and paper, I began to write the diary of those days, as a group of very special and personal letters, born in that solitude, dove, parafrasando versi di Juan Ramón Jiménez, direi: “Sei dio del tuo petto, sei solo Universo, sei uno al tuo centro”.
Solamente una parte di quel diario e una delle nove lettere scritte arrivarono a destinazione. Per me fu un gran dolore quello che era potuto succedere, e feci ricorso alla poesia per rivivere i momenti di quell'isolamento e, in qualche modo, rimediare all'irreparabile perdita. Dal 3 al 16 di marzo, ormai di nuovo a Florence, sono nate queste poesie, in forma di diario, che suggerisco di leggere come un solo poema (come si dice si debbano leggere i famosi sonetti di Shakespeare, facendo salva la gran differenza tra quell'opera classica e questa modesta creazione). Per questo poemario decisi di scrivere decasyllabic free verse with rhyme, in the amount of lines typical of the sonnet. My goal is the pursuit of beauty or perfection of rhythmic verse, and even to create something new. My claim is to bring the reader up to the secret corners of my soul in those days of total isolation and unjust, even if
, Darío would say: "My protest is written" against the treatment and unusual loss. "


So speaks Antonio Guerrero Rodriguez, our Tony, one of the Five, prisoners Cubans unjustly imprisoned in the United States, one of its poemari more 'painfully conceived: we talk about "A lugar de retiro," which was published last year, thanks to an initiative of the publishing house of the city of Vigia in Matanzas Cuba

Moved by human greatness emanating these verses, Silvano, a friend of Cuba and the Cuban Five, had the happy idea of \u200b\u200bsetting up the initiative to publish on the Internet - in as many sites and e translated into as many languages \u200b\u200bas possible - the poems that Tony wrote, referring to a period eighteen days in solitary confinement y that later produced the book''A''lugar de retiro.

The proposal is to publish day for eighteen days, from 26 January until 12 February 2011, on blogs, facebook, web sites or send via mailing lists and more, the poem corresponding to that day, written by Tony a year first, that is, between 26 January and 12 February 2010. In Italian, English, French, Portuguese and even Russian and Bulgarian, the poems of Tony will sail cyberspace, breaking down walls of silence.

May this be one more way to demonstrate our solidarity with the Five, our love, security in the clear certainty of their actions, and also to cry out to the empire, from all angles del pianeta LIBERTA' PER I CINQUE.

Vi diciamo con le parole di Tony:

'' Stanco, non mi arrendo.

Ferito, non sanguino.

Tanta fatica, tanti dolori:

li calmo con l'amore dei miei sogni,

materia invincibile

che i guardiani non sanno riconoscere''

Vi invitiamo a partecipare a questa nuova azione poetry. ''Poems'' to break silence in solidarity 'with the Five, and in a particular way, a tribute to Tony Guerrero, a man in the most' terrible circumstances he never lost his courage and his smile.