Curso acelerado para aprender a mirar (poema recitado) @edwardstobia
Hola amigos || Hello friends
It has been a long time since I recited a poem. In this case it is not mine that I will recite. It is by a great writer and singer I admire. His name is Marwan. A Spaniard who has dedicated his life to art and who began in a very urban way showing his art and today, he is climbing significantly in both music and literature. In fact, for a long time I have wanted to have a book by him and I have not been able to get it. The book is called ¨Los amores imparables¨ which has some poems that he himself interprets in some of his songs. As for example in ¨Ya te estoy imaginando¨, a song that, well, uncovers the whole soul.
I was thinking of recording a cover but the rain didn't allow me to do so and I decided to read or rather recite one of the poems of this great artist. I think that the rain lent itself to recite this beautiful poem that definitely tells us how difficult it is to look and love at the same time and in the same direction... Marwan has undoubtedly been a great source of inspiration for me. And even if I don't recite his poems as only he can, I will try in my own way, that this message also reaches you. I will leave you this video where Marwan interprets his song ¨Ya te estoy imaginando¨ and at the same time he completes it with one of his poems. Something beautiful and that I have certainly tried to do many times, but I have not succeeded. But I will keep on trying.
Poetry is a very good tool to reflect on a world that shakes us and takes us away from it. Personally I find in poetry a world full of senses where everything is stripped to dress with subtle words. Reading poetry is a sensation that wants to lead you to care, to do, to love, to respect. They are darts that go straight to your senses. Some manage to awaken a tsunami of emotions. Undoubtedly reading is like witnessing a work of art. I remember reading a great phrase of the writer Vladimir Nabokov who said ¨We should not read with the heart or with the brain but with the body¨.
Miro dentro de ti y veo ciudades que se abren de piernas,
ciudades que esperan que la alegría las insemine
y haga nacer así una historia de amor
que comience bien, que siga bien y acabe bien.
Miro dentro de ti y sospecho con alegría
que contienes siete futuros diferentes
pero todos son conmigo.
Miro dentro de ti y surgen desde las entrañas
esas ganas intactas de decirte
que nos mudemos a vivir juntos
aunque ya vivas conmigo.
Qué cosa esta de pasarme la vida
deseando hacer, vivir y tener
las cosas que ya hago, vivo y tengo contigo.
Miro dentro de ti con los ojos de puntillas,
con el corazón saltando en el colchón,
miro con los 7 sentidos,
con las palmas de las manos,
sin bajar la bandera del taxímetro
porque no se puede mirar de otra manera
que inventando otra manera de mirarte.
Y mirarte así, por ejemplo, desde las canciones
que otros te hicieron cuando no te escribían a ti.
Eso es lo que yo sé hacer. Es lo que mejor hago.
Yo miro. Yo te miro. Yo siempre te miro
y no sé hacer otra jodida cosa que mirarte.
Llevo 3 años mirándote y ahora puedo decir
que todo lo que miré en mis vidas anteriores
fue para aprender hoy a mirar sin faltas de ortografía,
para aprender que solo salen bien unas historias.
Aquellas en las que se aprende a mirar de dos maneras:
a la vez
y en una misma dirección.
Marwan
me despido, mi querida familia.
❤LOS QUIERO❤
▶️ 3Speak
Esto no tiene nombre. Gracias.
Es simplemente hermoso.
Justo estaba pensando en agrupar algunas de las obras que he escrito a quien es hoy mi pareja y este poema me encamina mucho hacia ello.
Te agradezco el haberlo compartido.
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