Under a vigil defines the poet in his inner permanent, deep-sea and the everyday are postulated in mergers of this first collection of poems by Luis Felipe Gonzalez, inviting us to go on your word: At river to escape the trap where warm, restful prophecies. Thus, this tree Canto leads us to a welcome codification of symbols related a dream I said from his poem "Confession":
Behold these hands / imitate the song of the crows, / out their eyes, / sigh desire, / torn from his body / the roots of fear.
... up to you analytical exalted in "Sidewalks within 'the elements of a desolate interior landscape that the poet faces the catharsis of the word displayed and without any concessions under the premise of a tissue Disclosure:
speak from my infinite and I am now a sad game ... / The balm of a god suffering / in repeating the same note, / the eternal song of my name.
This continued for one and another poem, by both immersion in their underlying obsessions, to find also exquisite moments of rebellion and questioning, which in the manner of Derrida appear to contain the nuances of deconstruction based in the applications of the French philosopher, who the author is passionate scholar.
What image and destruction! What river is this / that leads to the edges of poise / writer of fantasy! What hell!
Book of wonder and risk inviting new and multiple readings. But perhaps-and therein lies the major finding of the author- Canto tree with a sustained impression of stripping essential, which again does restore our faith in poetry: why my jump will be with you / to nowhere.
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