
Sorry for the following words, but there is no other bad
motherfucker in chilean culture than Nicanor Parra. I know you are thinking:
Pfff, another cliché of a guy who just wants to look cool and intellectual. I
promise it's not that.
First I
want you to imagine the concept of poetry or how looks and express a poet. You
see an older man, little fat who is cover in a little layer of dirt. He is
starving because poets do what they do for love. He is in love and can't stop
thinking in his lover. He writes poets for her, because he can't breathe is she
is not by his side. Everything is overly sentimental. Corny.
Then
he says: "Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche. Escribir por
ejemplo 'la noche esta estrellada y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo
lejos".
This is
Neruda and he is one of the greatest poets that Chile has had. That's why
when we think of a poet, Neruda breaks into our mind. The history of
South-american poetry has written two names that surround the paradigm that
rules this image of over-emotional people: Pablo Neruda and Octavio Paz. This
image has been building over hundreds of years of solid tradition of poets who
show us the dreamy reality of the romanticism in everything we take us common.
It seemed that poets were susceptible people who suffer too much.
Then
comes Parra and says:
Él te ofrece el recuerdo de una flor amarillavista al anocheceraños antes que tú nacierasinteresante puchas que interesanteen cambio yo no te prometo nadani dinero ni sexo ni poesíaun yogur es lo + que podría ofrecerte."
no more words.
I taught his grandson. A very naughty boy!!!
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