hear in this program as homage to the launch of "paper light" of the poet and friend Javier orphan whom the February 12, 2010 died after struggling for 7 years with a painful disease. Orphan
Javier presented his book "Light of paper" on 15 December 2009 in the Casa del Quindío, in Bogota. That was his last public appearance here and listen to your words. Orphan
Javier was born in Calarcá, Quindio, Colombia in 1959, was a poet, painter, cultural manager: He earned his living as workshops and bookseller. He lived in Ciudad Bolivar, south of Bogota, as he said, "where supposedly living poets." He built his house, his dreams and those of many people and formed libraries in your area.
published the poetry books: Visions, 1984 Child of Love, 1985; presence of shadows, 1985; One is in the day and sleeping, 1986, then pray that the road is long, 1996, Here I am in my high place, 1997; The word has not forgotten, 1998, to reserve their hands, 2002; The family had rented the Calarcá, 2002; Animal flight want to be, 2002, the night how widow bird, 2004, Who said that darkness does not is another light, 2006, Light Paper, 2009. Her poems have been translated into English by the writer Leslie Wirpsa.
Here are some of his poems:
in pain I resist the stubbornness of the wind, rose petal
without saying that there was such
love
my papers and the long silence of a poem.
the evening of Saturday with some sunshine,
had eyes for joy as the kiss
to desire.
Everything was afraid of living bodies
in the cries of the closed mouths,
palp in the fatigue of a small fire that
again uproots the earth without dust. **********
You die a
Dies With the complacency of the walls
Daily
strung lights spin, round and round. Winds
flirt to cold windows. Outside
pigeons go
No matter the trail of men.
is dying a death all its own.
In good hands is made of dark
and groans in the broken dream a nightmare, the pain of a weight on the back
No is more than a ton of humiliation. One
fades.
One leaves the mouth without the possibility of kissing,
This is the night with their roots at infinity,
Without light you can shake the skin.
You die alone and always
wall. **********
embarked
One day my dreams where
have not stopped dreaming.
(are vague eternal vacuum)
other day there'll be kisses
With only hours
and
parked with sad jester Mask
Best **********
not to kill the clock
sites
not tell me
with hours
********** Yet
a lot of time traveling
revealed by
way your kiss
in saliva bubbles
**********
silhouette of this evening
uncomb
the secret music
air aimlessly
**** ******
Dinner served
in song and a minute edge
bites his tongue. ********
Debt: The world
owe
two testicles semen
three children two tears
death.
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