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I want a clear enemy who is fit to curse and curse
And soldiers cheer for their return
Defeated or victorious
And martyrs, not victims
And an anthem
And a memorial...
I want a place in the heart of the country to comment on
A memorial photo of a family that did not survive death
I leave the task of pinning medals of honor on the chest of the tyrant to war.
I want a war that resembles a war
And an enemy is the enemy, without a mask, from the clay of this earth
And a poem I write in praise of the fighter
Not in Venetian satire!
I want to write grass,
The grass that will grow on the iron of the cannons!
Why poetry now?!
We live in an age of betrayals, conspiracies, and assassinations. We pant through twenty-four crowded, deadly hours in a frame of extended, neglected time that does not give any importance to our entire lives. We live in vortexes, labyrinths, and alienation. We live in oppression, fear, and hunger. So why poetry now?!
Who has time for poetry? Who has time to write poetry?! Who has time to receive poetry?!
Poetry riots against betrayal, conspiracy, and murder, or it riots against triviality, superficiality, and sorcery. If poetry does not say: “No” in a blatant, loud, and hurtful way, then it does not accept to say: “Yes,” even by cutting off its head.
It's that great positive thing. It is what confirms to us that we cry because we are not yet accustomed to humiliation and have not accepted it, that we bleed because we have not died, and that we are angry because we have not adapted to injustice. It alerts us to what we have almost forgotten, and reminds us that we are human, and that we are bigger and greater than our daily lives.
we are human beings. We must always remember this, and poetry must always remind us of this.
We are greater than profit and loss, greater than acceptance and surrender, or malice and evasion.
So poetry is necessary.
Therefore, a poet is necessary.