viernes, 31 de julio de 2015

Soy el espejo solitario de tú alma

Dicen que la cura al caos, es una ventana abierta. Extender la luz por un espacio.  Es reír con los ojos húmedos. A veces la desidia, prende el corazón con más noches furtivas. 
 
Volvieron mis pensamientos al horizonte: la luz atravesaba un vaso verde.  Arropé una nueva  partida: prefiero ver la quebradiza lluvia y sentir como se cierra la roja puerta del destino, que velar, reclinado, en los vaivenes de los tiempos no olvidados.

Existe un olor íntimo en el café de la mañana.
Cuando cae el amanecer, el desierto pinta sucias escaleras. ¿Cuántas botellas vacías reclama tu alma?. Despierto.  Un pañuelo de abrazos arcanos, ahogan palabras. Lleva dibujado un lis.

Alertan las noches, que resplandece la impaciencia en las madrugadas.

No hay bordas.

Colérica mirada negra: Eres la concreción del  pensamiento o el hollín del ayer, que acunas, inconsciente, mi huida? No arrastres mi memoria.

¿Es una lágrima, tu primera hoja verde?  ¿Eres fiebre de ella? ¿Eres el éxtasis que cubre el espejo solitario de tu alma?  ¿Eres el vacío desguarnecido que defiende mis sábanas calientes?

-          Soy el fugaz grito invisible que recorre tu impenetrable pecho.

Las calles son asilos. Los muros, manos nerviosas. Más botellas vacías allá, en el principio.

-          ¿Deseas desnudas noches? Acaso, ¿necesitas más falsos túneles? ¿Amas el hielo del deseo ciego?

-          Mira mis ojos, impenetrable memoria. Mis miedos no son tus semillas. Tus trampas, apetitosas, todavía, no son oscuras ni profundas. Mi cielo está seco y mi ventana, con semblante lejano, mordida.

 Hay un mármol en la ventana. La ventana era hermosa.

 -¡Dócil! Tus deberes son chasquidos del tiempo. Hay un jamás que se ha convertido en un todavía. Vuelve a posar tus ojos en sus lágrimas y retornará.
Rafael Suárez

miércoles, 29 de julio de 2015

Fragmento de un autorretrato de Lucien Freud


Un poema de Cummings sobre la piel


Un Quinsac


Il est vrai

Il est vrai que ce monde où nous respirons mal
N'inspire plus en nous qu'un dégoût manifeste,
Une envie de s'enfuir sans demander son reste,
Et nous ne lisons plus les titres du journal.

Nous voulons retourner dans l'ancienne demeure
Où nos pères ont vécu sous l'aile d'un archange,
Nous voulons retrouver cette morale étrange
Qui sanctifiait la vie jusqu'à la dernière heure.

Nous voulons quelque chose comme une fidélité,
Comme un enlacement de douces dépendances,
Quelque chose qui dépasse et contienne l'existence ;
Nous ne pouvons plus vivre loin de l'éternité.
 
Michel Houellebecq

Nesta Rua, Nesta Rua


Un Vaszary



(1887)

Wine comes in at the mouth

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.


W. B. Yeats

Una de Pessoa

No saber de uno mismo; eso es vivir. Saber mal de uno mismo, eso es pensar.

Schubert


Un aguafuerte de Bordin


Sin palabras


lunes, 27 de julio de 2015

y tú, más noches que la luna.

Me gustó emborracharme contigo.
Y tú billar y... ¿mi pregunta?.

Quiero volver a inclinarme en tu aguaverde,
mientras te dibujan a contraluz
y el mundo, plañidero, te observa.

Tengo demasiadas puestas de sol,
y tú, más noches que la luna.

¡Utopía! ¿Estas en mí?...
Agítame.. mis noches ya no pasan
cuando se dividían en seis minutos...


Espadas son palabras
y carne viva.
Necesito más Torres.
Has salpicado todas mis miradas.


Y mi máscara fue no...
...Pero gritaba si.

No abrí el dibujo:
Para decirte,
para explicarte,
que un deseo, es un azar,
frágil, y si el tiempo,
por intenso, alrededor se posa,
duele.

Me gustó emborracharme contigo.
Y el huérfano billar.
Quiero volver a inclinarme en tu aguaverde,
mientras te dibujan a contraluz.

Tengo demasiadas puestas de sol,
y tú, más noches que la luna.

 Rafael Suárez 

The fear


Eternal consciousness
in the Void
(makes trial and jail seem almost friendly)
a Kiss in the Storm
(Madman at the wheel
gun at the neck
space populous and arching cooly.)

A barn
a cabin attic

Your own face
stationary
in the mirrored window

fear of restroom's
tragic cold
neon

I’m freezing
animals
dead

white wings of
rabbits

grey velvet deer

The Canyon

the car a craft
in wretched
SPACE

Sudden movements

and your past
to warm you
in Spiritless
Night

The Lonely HWY
Cold hiker

Afraid of Wolves
and his own
Shadow.
 
Jim Morrison
 

Here comes the train upon the track...


viernes, 24 de julio de 2015

Y yo, yo no tendría celos de un recuerdo.



 - Tienes bondad y nobleza, y eso.. eso vale más que el oro de un Rey. Y yo, yo no tendría celos de un recuerdo. 

Rafael Suárez

lunes, 20 de julio de 2015

Elizabeth Warren Just Issued a Major Challenge to All Presidential Contenders

Warren urges the candidates (read: Hillary Clinton) to push for legislation that would curb Wall Street’s influence in politics.

By George Zornick

When Senator Elizabeth Warren took the stage at Netroots Nation in Phoenix on Friday, many of the assembled activists hoped she would be coming to them as a presidential candidate—in fact, more than a few of them operated campaigns to convince her to run.

             
Senator Tammy Baldwin and Representative Elijah Cummings announced the Financial Services Conflict of Interest Act on Wednesday, which would end private-sector bonuses given to government employees for entering public service, as well as tighten lobbying restrictions, lengthen the “cooling-off period” between public service and lobbying activities, and require financial regulators to exempt themselves from a broader array of potential conflicts of interest.
             
Warren, who was an original co-sponsor to the bill, used her entire speech to build up to her challenge for candidates: back this legislation.
 
 “We have a presidential election coming up. I think anyone running for that job—anyone who wants the power to make every key economic appointment and nomination across the federal government—should say loud and clear that they agree: we don’t run this country for Wall Street and mega corporations. We run it for people,” Warren said, according to her prepared remarks.

“So let’s turn that into something specific: Just two days ago, Tammy Baldwin introduced a new bill to slow down the revolving door,” she continued, before describing the bill. “That won’t fix everything, but it will throw some heavy sand in the gears of the revolving door—and it’s a bill any presidential candidate should be able to cheer for.”

Warren made clear she expected the assembled activists to push candidates directly to make this promise. “The only way that candidates for President—or for any office—will slow down the revolving door, the only way candidates will say ‘enough is enough’ is if you, you demand that they say it,” she said.

This can fairly be read as a direct challenge to Clinton because while it’s not outside the universe of possibility that Jeb Bush or Rand Paul would embrace such a pledge, it’s very close to the edge. And the bloggers and activists at Netroots Nation have non-existent pull with Republican candidates anyhow.
             
In her economic speech on Monday, Clinton pledged to “appoint and empower regulators who understand that too big to fail is still too big a problem,” though didn’t offer more detail. Clinton’s campaign didn’t immediately return a request for comment about whether Clinton is inclined to support the Baldwin-Cummings legislation.
 
 Activists are ready to take up Warren’s charge, however—the Progressive Change Campaign Committee, Democracy for America, and Americans for Financial Reform began circulating a petition demanding that a specific list of financial regulatory positions, along with presidential campaign staffing, be staffed by people “a strong commitment toward holding Wall Street accountable.”
             
Warren has launched several campaigns in recent months to keep former financial industry employees from entering public service, first with Deputy Treasury Secretary nominee Antonio Weiss, and now with potential Securities and Exchange Commission member Keir Gumbs, who previously worked as a corporate lawyer. With her current call to action, Warren clearly wants to preemptively win those battles with the next president before he or she even takes office. 

S.:http://www.thenation.com/article/elizabeth-warren-just-issued-a-major-challenge-to-all-presidential-contenders/

Seeking War to the End of the World

Exclusive: Despite the disastrous Iraq War, neocons still dominate Official Washington’s inside-outside game, government policymakers coordinating with think-tank opinion leaders to keep world tensions high and money flowing to military projects, a process personified by Robert Kagan and Victoria Nuland, says Robert Parry.

By Robert Parry
 
If the neoconservatives have their way again, U.S. ground troops will reoccupy Iraq, the U.S. military will take out Syria’s secular government (likely helping Al Qaeda and the Islamic State take over), and the U.S. Congress will not only kill the Iran nuclear deal but follow that with a massive increase in military spending.
 
Like spraying lighter fluid on a roaring barbecue, the neocons also want a military escalation in Ukraine to burn the ethnic Russians out of the east, and the neocons dream of spreading the blaze to Moscow with the goal of forcing Russian President Vladimir Putin from the Kremlin. In other words, more and more fires of Imperial “regime change” abroad even as the last embers of the American Republic die at home.
 
Much of this “strategy” is personified by a single Washington power couple: arch-neocon Robert Kagan, a co-founder of the Project for the New American Century and an early advocate of the Iraq War, and his wife, Assistant Secretary of State for European Affairs Victoria Nuland, who engineered last year’s coup in Ukraine that started a nasty civil war and created a confrontation between nuclear-armed United States and Russia.
 
Kagan, who cut his teeth as a propaganda specialist in support of the Reagan administration’s brutal Central American policies in the 1980s, is now a senior fellow at the Brookings Institution and a contributing columnist to The Washington Post’s neocon-dominated opinion pages.
 
On Friday, Kagan’s column baited the Republican Party to do more than just object to President Barack Obama’s Iranian nuclear deal. Kagan called for an all-out commitment to neoconservative goals, including military escalations in the Middle East, belligerence toward Russia and casting aside fiscal discipline in favor of funneling tens of billions of new dollars to the Pentagon.
 
Kagan also showed how the neocons’ world view remains the conventional wisdom of Official Washington despite their disastrous Iraq War. The neocon narrative gets repeated over and over in the mainstream media no matter how delusional it is.
 
For instance, a sane person might trace the origins of the bloodthirsty Islamic State back to President George W. Bush’s neocon-inspired Iraq War when this hyper-violent Sunni movement began as “Al Qaeda in Iraq” blowing up Shiite mosques and instigating sectarian bloodshed. It later expanded into Syria where Sunni militants were seeking the ouster of a secular regime led by Alawites, a Shiite offshoot. Though changing its name to the Islamic State, the movement continued with its trademark brutality.
 
But Kagan doesn’t acknowledge that he and his fellow neocons bear any responsibility for this head-chopping phenomenon. In his neocon narrative, the Islamic State gets blamed on Iran and Syria, even though those governments are leading much of the resistance to the Islamic State and its former colleagues in Al Qaeda, which in Syria backs a separate terrorist organization, the Nusra Front.
But here is how Kagan explains the situation to the Smart People of Official Washington: “Critics of the recent nuclear deal struck between Iran and the United States are entirely right to point out the serious challenge that will now be posed by the Islamic republic. It is an aspiring hegemon in an important region of the world.
 
“It is deeply engaged in a region-wide war that encompasses Syria, Iraq, Lebanon, the Gulf States and the Palestinian territories. It subsidizes the murderous but collapsing regime of Bashar al-Assad in Syria, and therefore bears primary responsibility for the growing strength of the Islamic State and other radical jihadist forces in that country and in neighboring Iraq, where it is simultaneously expanding its influence and inflaming sectarian violence.”
 
The Real Hegemon
While ranting about “Iranian hegemony,” Kagan called for direct military intervention by the world’s true hegemonic power, the United States. He wants the U.S. military to weigh in against Iran on the side of two far more militarily advanced regional powers, Israel and Saudi Arabia, whose combined weapons spending dwarfs Iran’s and includes – with Israel – a sophisticated nuclear arsenal.
Yet reality has never had much relationship to neocon ideology. Kagan continued: “Any serious strategy aimed at resisting Iranian hegemony has also required confronting Iran on the several fronts of the Middle East battlefield. In Syria, it has required a determined policy to remove Assad by force, using U.S. air power to provide cover for civilians and create a safe zone for Syrians willing to fight.
“In Iraq, it has required using American forces to push back and destroy the forces of the Islamic State so that we would not have to rely, de facto, on Iranian power to do the job. Overall, it has required a greater U.S. military commitment to the region, a reversal of both the perceived and the real withdrawal of American power.
 
“And therefore it has required a reversal of the downward trend in U.S. defense spending, especially the undoing of the sequestration of defense funds, which has made it harder for the military even to think about addressing these challenges, should it be called upon to do so. So the question for Republicans who are rightly warning of the danger posed by Iran is: What have they done to make it possible for the United States to begin to have any strategy for responding?”
 
In Kagan’s call for war and more war, we’re seeing, again, the consequence of failing to hold neocons accountable after they pushed the country into the illegal and catastrophic Iraq War by selling lies about weapons of mass destruction and telling tales about how easy it would be.
Instead of facing a purge that should have followed the Iraq calamity, the neocons consolidated their power, holding onto key jobs in U.S. foreign policy, ensconcing themselves in influential think tanks, and remaining the go-to experts for mainstream media coverage. Being wrong about Iraq has almost become a badge of honor in the upside-down world of Official Washington.
 
But we need to unpack the truckload of sophistry that Kagan is peddling. First, it is simply crazy to talk about “Iranian hegemony.” That was part of Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu’s rhetoric before the U.S. Congress on March 3 about Iran “gobbling up” nations – and it has now become a neocon-driven litany, but it is no more real just because it gets repeated endlessly.
For instance, take the Iraq case. It has a Shiite-led government not because Iran invaded Iraq, but because the United States did. After the U.S. military ousted Sunni dictator Saddam Hussein, the United States stood up a new government dominated by Shiites who, in turn, sought friendly relations with their co-religionists in Iran, which is entirely understandable and represents no aggression by Iran. Then, after the Islamic State’s dramatic military gains across Iraq last summer, the Iraqi government turned to Iran for military assistance, also no surprise.
 
Back to Iraq
However, leaving aside Kagan’s delusional hyperbole about Iran, look at what he’s proposing. He wants to return a sizable U.S. occupation force to Iraq, apparently caring little about the U.S. soldiers who were rotated multiple times into the war zone where almost 4,500 died (along with hundreds of thousands of Iraqis). Having promoted Iraq War I and having paid no price, Kagan now wants to give us Iraq War II.
 
But that’s not enough. Kagan wants the U.S. military to intervene to make sure the secular government of Syria is overthrown, even though the almost certain winners would be Sunni extremists from the Islamic State or Al Qaeda’s Nusra Front. Such a victory could lead to genocides against Syria’s Christians, Alawites, Shiites and other minorities. At that point, there would be tremendous pressure for a full-scale U.S. invasion and occupation of Syria, too.
 
That may be why Kagan wants to throw tens of billions of dollar more into the military-industrial complex, although the true price tag for Kagan’s new wars would likely run into the trillions of dollars. Yet, Kagan still isn’t satisfied. He wants even more military spending to confront “growing Chinese power, an aggressive Russia and an increasingly hegemonic Iran.”
 
In his conclusion, Kagan mocks the Republicans for not backing up their tough talk: “So, yes, by all means, rail about the [Iran] deal. We all look forward to the hours of floor speeches and campaign speeches that lie ahead. But it will be hard to take Republican criticisms seriously unless they start doing the things that are in their power to do to begin to address the challenge.”
 
While it’s true that Kagan is now “just” a neocon ideologue – albeit one with important platforms to present his views – his wife Assistant Secretary of State Nuland shares his foreign policy views and even edits many of his articles. As she told The New York Times last year, “nothing goes out of the house that I don’t think is worthy of his talents. Let’s put it that way.” [See Consortiumnews.com’s “Obama’s True Foreign Policy ‘Weakness.’”]
 
But Nuland is a foreign policy force of her own, considered by some in Washington to be the up-and-coming “star” at the State Department. By organizing the “regime change” in Ukraine – with the violent overthrow of democratically elected President Viktor Yanukovych in February 2014 – Nuland also earned her spurs as an accomplished neocon.
Nuland has even outdone her husband, who may get “credit” for the Iraq War and the resulting chaos, but Nuland did him one better, instigating Cold War II and reviving hostilities between nuclear-armed Russia and the United States. After all, that’s where the really big money will go – toward modernizing nuclear arsenals and ordering top-of-the-line strategic weaponry.
 
A Family Business
There’s also a family-business aspect to these wars and confrontations, since the Kagans collectively serve not just to start conflicts but to profit from grateful military contractors who kick back a share of the money to the think tanks that employ the Kagans.
 
For instance, Robert’s brother Frederick works at the American Enterprise Institute, which has long benefited from the largesse of the Military-Industrial Complex, and his wife Kimberly runs her own think tank called the Institute for the Study of War (ISW).
 
According to ISW’s annual reports, its original supporters were mostly right-wing foundations, such as the Smith-Richardson Foundation and the Lynde and Harry Bradley Foundation, but it was later backed by a host of national security contractors, including major ones like General Dynamics, Northrop Grumman and CACI, as well as lesser-known firms such as DynCorp International, which provided training for Afghan police, and Palantir, a technology company founded with the backing of the CIA’s venture-capital arm, In-Q-Tel. Palantir supplied software to U.S. military intelligence in Afghanistan.
 
Since its founding in 2007, ISW has focused mostly on wars in the Middle East, especially Iraq and Afghanistan, including closely cooperating with Gen. David Petraeus when he commanded U.S. forces in those countries. However, more recently, ISW has begun reporting extensively on the civil war in Ukraine. [See Consortiumnews.com’s “Neocons Guided Petraeus on Afghan War.”]
 
So, to understand the enduring influence of the neocons – and the Kagan clan, in particular – you have to appreciate the money connections between the business of war and the business of selling war. When the military contractors do well, the think tanks that advocate for heightened global tensions do well, too.
 
And, it doesn’t hurt to have friends and family inside the government making sure that policymakers do their part to give war a chance — and to give peace the old heave-ho.
 
S.:https://consortiumnews.com/2015/07/19/seeking-war-to-the-end-of-the-world/

Boccherini: La Musica Notturna di Madrid - Passa Calle - Carmina Quartet...


lunes, 13 de julio de 2015

Cuando la noche se aleja.

Mi única bandera es la agitada razón de la agrietada mar.  Mi casa pobre, decente y oscura, su amante sufrida. El amanecer es un ajedrez de prosas: un postrero portal que ilumina. Vuelo, con los ojos cerrados, hacia el aroma avaro de las cadenas forjadas del festín perdido: Son sueños de fugitivo: Son, agitadas razones de mar, en esta cristalina sombra de aguas vivas: Son escalofríos de la ventana vespertina que no olvidada, no viví. Es el luto de mi Norte. Es el retrato de mi aprendizaje. Es el blasón de las obras confusas de aquellos ignorados.

El viento que envuelve el abismo que me rodea, es mi lúgubre sudario. Deambulo indolente entre mis miedos. Esta noche ya amanece. El rojo va y viene. Es indeciso. Como mi pulso. Como mi mirada.

Me amparo en su recuerdo presente. Amarla es morir. Nacer es inapetente. Se arrancan mis botones. Mi boca....

Su hechizo brilla como los astros, un segundo antes de que brote el día. El agua es locura. Así sea.

No hay oasis en mi silenciosa memoria. Muera yo lejos que la sangre escrita es claro de luna. Mis parpados laten. No hay más ron en la botella pero, a puerta del alma, se abre: así sea.

Así es.

La noche se aleja y la hoguera indefinible de horizontes, de peajes, la conocida sonrisa del pasado, es un blanco quiebra de cristal. ¿Se inventa el odio?.

Se arranca un grito. ¿Ya no hay dolor?. Tiernos cantos inundan mis ojos. Estalla la lejanía. Escucho las trenzas de sus verdes miradas. Acaso, ¿se olvida la muerte cobarde de la pálida alma cobrada?. Desprecio esta libertad. No es mía. No es elegida. No es igual.

Es un siempre.

Es un morir y no matar.

Es la profunda confianza de la estrella temblorosa, sujeta a la noche que termina.

 

Llega el día.

Más rejas.

Más jaula.
 
Rafael Suárez
Cuando la noche se aleja.

domingo, 12 de julio de 2015

Not doomed to these short nights for aye,

Time wears her not; she doth his chariot guide;
Mortality below her orb is placed.
--Raleigh


The full-orbed moon with unchanged ray
Mounts up the eastern sky,
Not doomed to these short nights for aye,
But shining steadily.

She does not wane, but my fortune,
Which her rays do not bless,
My wayward path declineth soon,
But she shines not the less.

And if she faintly glimmers here,
And paled is her light,
Yet alway in her proper sphere
She's mistress of the night.
 
     Henry David Thoreau        
        The Moon                
                                 

Et, peut-êtreles mâts, invitant les orages

Un Ennui, désolé par les cruels espoirs,
Croit encore à l'adieu suprême des mouchoirs !
Et,peut-être,les mâts,invitant les orages
Sont-ils de ceux qu'un vent penche sur les naufrages
Perdus,sans mâts,sans mâts,ni fertiles îlots ...
Mais ,ô mon coeur, entends le chant des matelots !
 


Stephane Mallarmé
Brise Marine
(1842-1898)

Kuhn


Vous n'êtes qu'un orgueil menti par les ténèbres

Quand l'ombre menaça de la fatale loi
Tel vieux Rêve, désir et mal de mes vertèbres,
Affligé de périr sous les plafonds funèbres
Il a ployé son aile indubitable en moi.

Luxe, ô salle d'ébène où, pour séduire un roi
Se tordent dans leur mort des guirlandes célèbres,
Vous n'êtes qu'un orgueil menti par les ténèbres
Aux yeux du solitaire ébloui de sa foi.

Oui, je sais qu'au lointain de cette nuit, la Terre
Jette d'un grand éclat l'insolite mystère,
Sous les siècles hideux qui l'obscurcissent moins.

L'espace à soi pareil qu'il s'accroisse ou se nie
Roule dans cet ennui des feux vils pour témoins
Que s'est d'un astre en fête allumé le génie.


Stephane Mallarmé
Quand l'ombre menaça...
(1842-1898)

Pisarro


Laffon


(Visto en Old Paint)

Robert Lowell

"Un poema es un acontecimiento, no la descripción de un acontecimiento".

Caravaggio (Detalle)



Judith y Holofernes (1599)

sábado, 11 de julio de 2015

No domino la vida

 No tengo los secretos
para cambiar la vida.
Sólo quiero belleza.
Presiento más que digo.

El peso del dolor
intimo del mundo
cae sobre mí y me aplasta,
y me siento morir.

Perplejo, no sé los
secretos de la vida.
No domino la vida
y no temo a la muerte.

Carmen Jodra
Rincones sucios
La canción de Aquiles

Una foto de Sudek


Sin palabras


Esther Bubley

La bañista, de František Kupka


(1906)

"You must sit down..."

«You must sit down », says Love,
«and taste my meat.»
So I did sit and eat.
 
 
George Herbert
 Love

viernes, 10 de julio de 2015

déchire l’immensité

(...)
la folie ailée ma folie
déchire l’immensité
et l’immensité me déchire

je suis seul
des aveugles liront ces lignes
en d’interminables tunnels

je tombe dans l’immensité
qui tombe en elle­même
elle est plus noire que ma mort

le soleil est noir
la beauté d’un être est le fond des caves un cri
de la nuit définitive

ce qui aime dans la lumière
le frisson dont elle est glacée
est le désir de la nuit
(...) 
 

Georges Bataille
L’ archangélique
(1897-1962)

El caminante sobre el mar de nubes

 
 
(Caspar David Friedrich)

Sin palabras


Zorbas Syrtaki: “Alguna vez has visto desastre más espléndido”


Giuseppe Maria Tardi



Lo Spagnuolo (1665-1747)

Alessandro Villa


Visto en Flickr. Unsuono.

Unos versos de Alceo

Ya toca emborracharse sin medida,
todo el mundo a beber: ¡Mírsilo ha muerto!

Alceo (c. 600 a.C.)

domingo, 5 de julio de 2015

Quel coeur pourrait souffir l'inexorable charme



La lune mince verse une lueur sacrée,
Comme une jupe d'un tissu d'argent léger,
Sur les masses de marbre où marche et croit songer
Quelque vierge de perle une gaze nacrée.

Pour les cygnes soyeux qui frôlent les roseaux
De carènes de plume à demi lumineuse,
Sa main cueille et dispense une rose neigeuse
Dont les pétales font des cercles sur les eaux.

Délicieux désert, solitude pâmée,
Quand le remous de l'eau par la lune lamée
Compte éternellement ses échos de cristal,

Quel coeur pourrait souffir l'inexorable charme
De la nuit éclatante au firmament fatal,
Sans tirer de soi-même un cri pur comme une arme?
 

Paul Valéry
Même Féerie

La rosa roja de Whistler (1935)



(Vista en Art Mirrors Art)

To the other side of morning.

I’m getting out of here
Where are you going?
To the other side of morning.
Please don’t chase the clouds, pagodas.

Jim Morrison
The movie
 
 
 
 
F.: Rafael Suárez

La primavera está muy prestigiada...

..pero es mejor el verano.
¿A dónde huir, entonces?
(...) Queda quizá el recurso de andar solo,
de vaciar el alma de ternura
y llenarla de hastío e indiferencia,
en este tiempo hostil, propicio al odio.

Ángel González
Inventario de lugares propicios al amor

Benois visto por Bakst


jueves, 2 de julio de 2015

Kandinsky


Mientras caminaba

Mientras caminaba: Bosque de pensamientos y hojas de frío

Regaladas promesas. Inesperada esperanza: Abrazaban las olas y se fugaba la noche. En la cabeza, una hoguera de ágiles llamas, peligraban los mandamientos de sangre. Ganaban mis labios en la belleza azul. Desilusión, en inmóvil alegría. Incertidumbre encanto de una gimiente mañana. Limpia azucena. Pálido roce de agua. Duerme escribiente. La marcha envenenada queda atrás: los secretos de piedras en el alma: a tu lado, voz de polvo. Decepción en oro.

No existe manta ni tierra. Sólo estrellas oscuras. Al solear, con este canto en el país de los dedos de hojalata: Asfixia el gris. Retoños de párpados y tiempo. Late al abrir recuerdos. Lirios temblorosos, donde está, coronado olor, la carta abrazada. Salvaje respuesta de madera. Última floral de castigos. Muda tu ensueño hacia el dulce rocío. Peligrosa noche de agua ciega. Devuelve la térrea perdida. Dilema errante. Bosque de pensamientos y hojas de frío. A una vida de distancia, el tierno reino tembloroso. La carne de tres... Negro brillo. Enrédate en la esencia. El equilibrio conoce el sudor. Ingenua noche de quejas.


Rafael Suárez
Lluvia, Cap. 9. Mientras caminaba.

¿Cuál derrota buscan tus ojos encendidos?

Acariciando las olas, me deje arropar por la brisa: ¡Sigue a las errantes!: Postre mi alma abierta: ¡lívido destino cobarde!.
 
- Eterna noche: ¡exijo más! Encadéname a tu búsqueda, invierno de sed.
Respondió el verdugo con la mañana y el coche fúnebre.

La mitad del Horizonte, buscada la niebla, protesta al Deseado: Horizonte, ¿Qué deseas querer? Susurro, casi entre lagrimas de raíces: ¡Un ahora repetido en una amarilla tarde!. Resecosos ojos. Voz cortada:

Espejo de aguardiente: ¿tan lentas son tus horas? ¡Tan prisiones son tus mediodías! ¿Es madrugada tu gris azul rocío? ¿Cuan desierto es tu peregrinaje? ¿Cuál derrota buscan tus ojos encendidos?

 Fiel camino tembloroso, discreta sombra de plata, deshojada pólvora: ¡yo... discrepo!. ¿Cuán colinas son tus cotidianos susurros?

No hay derrota. Ni raudales de azares eternos. No deseo mi copa de infinitos.

 
Rafael Suárez
Lluvia, Cap. 7. Acariciando olas.