I must confess I did not know the literary career of Claribel Alegria, until Paul Benitez, Salvadoran poet gave me a book of her own: "Magic People." For Dira Martínez Mendoza
In the book's dedication, Paul points out that Alegria is one of the most beloved writers and poets of El Salvador.
Clara Isabel Alegría was born in Nicaragua in 1924, but at 9 months, his family moved to El Salvador forced into exile by the dictatorship of Somoza.
The intellectual Mexican Jose Vasconcelos, he gave his literary alias and also was a disciple of the English poet Juan Ramon Jimenez, winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1956, his most popular and iconic is Platero and I, a lyrical story about life and death donkey Platero; story that many of us moved into childhood.
Magic Tribe is a simply written book, a book of few pages, very entertaining, but a book full of depth and emotion, a text that contains the experiences and recollections of his friends Claribel and writers. Shows the human side of Cortázar, referring to the July playfulness, his jokes, "La Maga" Rayuela, his poetry and nostalgia. Alegria
out of his personnel file, letters of José Vasconcelos, Juan Rulfo, Miguel Angel Asturias, Tito Augusto Monterroso, Roque Dalton, Salarrué Urtrecho José Coronel, Juan Ramon Jimenez, Robert Graves, and Julio Cortázar.
most emotional of the stories which I believe is in the book, is that moment when Clarissa hears of the death of Salvadoran poet Roque Dalton (1935-1975). I make a call informing her that they had killed Roque Alegria decide at that moment reading one of his poems to feel closer, opened a book at random and oddly appeared the following poem:
"When you know that I died not pronounce my name
Because death would stop and rest.
Your voice is the bell of your five senses, would be the thin
searched for my fog light.
When you know that I died, say foreign syllables. Pronounce
flower, bee, teardrop, bread, storm.
not let your lips find my eleven letters.
dream I have I loved, I've earned the silence.
not pronounce my name when you know that I died: from the dark earth
come by your voice.
not pronounce my name.
When you know that I am dead, do not pronounce my name. Claribel
when finished reading a poem by Roque, broke into tears, because he was perceived as a communication from the beyond.
According to the writer and poet, Roque had understood that his organization was "militarized" too, and urged flexibility. Apparently that was his mistake, for a fraction of their organization (ERP) were the ones who killed him in 1975. Another
memories of Joy is his literary relationship with Juan Ramon Jimenez, as he did write a thousand poems to improve and there is an experience that I personally found very interesting Alegria's visit in the company of Juan Ramón Jiménez you do to Ezra Pound was confined in a psychiatric hospital. At the end of World War II was captured by the United States. Ezra Pound admired Mussolini.
The poet Robert Graves (I, Claudius), lived in Deya and also shared Alegria and her husband. Graves apparently quite superstitious, said that to experience the muse, a poet should love a woman possessed by the moon. Said we had to make obeisance to the "White Goddess", to feel their protection and friendship, and eternal inspiration.
I thank Paul Benitez to give me this book, which contains not only human and interesting stories about famous writers. This book made me think a lot about what really unites us to the poets, the friendships that are cultivated over time, differences even when they are considering ideological issues, but precisely these experiences Alegria, is what my trial would be a good reminder, timely and necessary.
Alegria "has underlined the commitment to non-violent resistance against dictatorial regimes, wars and social injustices that have plagued their country of origin."
still a problem for mankind the matter of ideology, that far from leading to a safer place for everyone, we continue to bring to unexpected places, far and within ourselves, places full of violence, fear, hatred and division. A separate us poets often our personal contexts, our ideological attachments, the many books written or few, the exaltation of the ego or visceral opinions on any global conflict, but unites us and here lies the importance of poetry: love verses, the word, which builds bridges between a heart and another. I prefer to stay with it.
Thanks Paul, Dear "Hummingbird" for giving me lines Claribel been with me at this time. Nothing comes by chance ...
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