MÁS ALLA DEL SILENCIO
A story of words and silences
SUMMARY
For a long time I shared different anthologies with other poets, friends. Until one day I met the great master Sarlanga, who was called that way, Sarli, Sarlanga. But his real name was Eduardo William Ernest Ruchio. Who was not only the one who encouraged me, but also the one who designed, illustrated and even presented the book at the CISPREN headquarters (Círculo de la Prensa de Córdoba). I was also helped spiritually by the memory of my aunt Celia C. Pellenc, a wonderful poet from Entre Ríos, who from a very young age made me love letters, poetry. In this book there is a tribute to her, various poems, and there are also parts of the bibliography and my life written in it. I wrote a poem for each of my children, a memorial to my husband, an elegy. All the pain I suffered when I had to say goodbye, and the joy of having those wonderful fruits, treasures, which are my children, whom I have by my side and give them my constant support.
in the author's voice
READING POETRY
.
... and some lyrics became a song
Nombre: Fanny
Música: Darío Bazán
Tu pelo huele a naranjo
tu pelo negro de seda
tu pelo huele a naranjo
lleva azahares en sus trenzas.
Tus ojos, gacela mía
son cerecitas brillantes
pulidos de oscuro intenso
como negros azabaches.
Tu cuerpo delgado y frágil
como los juncos salvajes
se mece cuando caminas
dejando azul en el aire.
Cómo quisiera paloma
dibujarte con crayones
y sorberme tus colores
despacio, para mimarme.
Nombre: Judith
Música: Darío Bazán
Quién pudiera volverse todo cielo
para escuchar tu súplica, tus ruegos,
y serte de refugio
cuando llueve,
darte el mayor de los consuelos.
Quién pudiera volverse todo viento,
todo aridez, todo calor, todo desierto
para secar tus lágrimas de seda
darte la calma entera.
Quién pudiera volverse todo tierra
para sentir tu planta, tu tibieza
y guardar tus pisadas primorosas
huellas de mariposa en primavera.
Quién pudiera volverse todo mar
para acunarte en olas rumorosas
y emborrachar tu almohada con mis besos
con mis besos de sal cómo quisiera!
Quién pudiera volverse
más eterno,
translúcido,
intangible y etéreo
para poder cuidarte
a cada instante,
de hoy,
hasta mañana y aún más tarde…
Nombre: Mujer mía
Música: Darío Bazán
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