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The Voice of Poets

The Voice of Poets

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"When the voice of the poets sings to the values, rights and the equality of all persons their songs they open roads, but when the words of the poets prostrate themselves before the criminals, the tinsel and the fatuous, the voices of poets become in a paid pamphlet, a litany, and a miserere in the service of the lie injustice, crime and all the horror that lurks and asola to life"

The Voice of Poets. The Train of Poetry.

In the train of poetry in Spanish, travel new poets, but also large and old poets always, living poets and poets dead, and between death and life is now Antonio Gala, one of the greatest poets in Spanish language and one of the authors that has been better able to dive for the soul of the woman.

Novelist, historian, poet, playwright, essayist, animal rights, humanist and journalist always at the service of readers, "The Crimson Manuscript", "The Passion of Turkey
", "The Notebook of the Lady of Autumn" and "Rings for a Lady" and beyond "From the Garden" position among the great writers not only of Spain, but worldwide.

Today the author suffers from a disease called years exacerbated by a difficult removal cancer, while among the shadows of your garden the poet with resignation and humility yearns to Troilo and Zaira waiting to death, dreaming all those loved ones who were falling broken paving the way, the author has become a hollow and wrinkled parchment, but still can glimpse in the glow of their eyes all that passion and amazement with which regards life, Antonio Gala is going and soon shall dwell in that much-feared Kingdom as unknown in which absolutely reigns death.

Antonio angel Custodio Sergio Alejandro Maria the Dolores Queen of the Martyrs of Trinity and all Saints was born in a place and on a date unclear, at the age of nine he moved with his family to Cordoba, the author has always considered a cordovan adoption, and is in this Andalusian city where Antonio Gala wrote his first works.

Antonio Gala within that grey Spain was always considered from another planet, nor opposition to The Body of Law of the States nor his flirtation with the carthusians relented their longing for being with yourself and with others, is then when leaving everything the poet went to Portugal.

Close to but away from the Franco dictatorship Antonio Gala was dedicated to writing and to live a bohemian life until in 1959 he began to teach philosophy and History of Art, his first poetic work, "Intimate Enemy" is recognized by the Adonais Prize organizers initiating a successful theatrical and journalistic career which allowed him from the year 1963 to live just writing.

At the beginning of the 1970s, the author has a brutal encounter with death, an unknown illness left him a few sequels that forced him to live next to a cane ever to that time belong all those newspaper articles which made it popular among readers of Spanish-speaking, articles that have been used later to edit several books "Talks with Troilo", "Heirs", "Who With me Going" and "The Notebook of the Lady of Autumn" are some of the publications of the weekly Edition, which were later published in a book.

Antonio Gala until the nineties had written poetry, articles, essays and theater, but had not yet published any novel until in the edition of the Planeta Prize in 1990 the author was awarded the highest distinction, and his novel "The Crimson Manuscript" set in the Spain of the Arab splendour deservedly received the highest award. Gala began to write novels in way late, but between its first great narration, "The Crimson Manuscript! and among which possibly will be his last novel, "The Podium of the Statues" leaves an impressive "Rule of Three" and an exciting "Passion of Turkey" that place it among the best narrators of the planet, and when I say planet I'm not referring to the Publisher.

Choose a poem by Antonio Gala is very difficult to deal with, are hundreds of poetic compositions worthy of being read, shared and felt by the reader, so I left a bit random and this topic talking fly, of the joy of life before the despair of death, that compares the human heart with the migratory birds who know in that moment should get out of their nests and fly to other lands It seems to me perfect, very appropriate for the site and for the moment so critical that the author lives.

* It's Time Already Lift Flight *

It is time to lift the flight,
heart, docile migratory bird.
This story has been completed
and another writes his strokes across the sky.

No time to feel despair;
still life, urgent and transitory.
You move your career goal,
and it tears the morning the deep veil.

If the sentiment, more disobedient,
refuses to challenge natural,
rise, versatile and courageous.

Your office is decisive and everyday:
While you shine the Sun, you'll be burning;
duration of life, you'll be living.

Antonio Gala.

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* Es Hora ya de Levantar el Vuelo *

Es hora ya de levantar el vuelo,
corazón, dócil ave migratoria.
Se ha terminado tu presente historia,
y otra escribe sus trazos por el cielo.

No hay tiempo de sentir el desconsuelo;
sigue la vida, urgente y transitoria.
Muda la meta de tu trayectoria,
y rasga del mañana el hondo velo.

Si el sentimiento, más desobediente,
se niega al natural imperativo,
álzate tú, versátil y valiente.

Tu oficio es cotidiano y decisivo:
mientras alumbre el sol, serás ardiente;
mientras dure la vida, estarás vivo.

Antonio Gala.

Antonio Gala knew how to sing to hatred, society, loneliness, family, love, pride and forgiveness, among the dreams of the poet always was an illusion, a more just, more humane and better world that we have, today while placid form author expected the moment of his death yet still dreaming with men and fair women with human devoid of misery and bitterness, and that world clean full of thank you gifts and love.

Personally and because of that signing of the manifesto of the Gran Via support had a disagreement with the author, then came to the conclusion that it was simply confused and deceived by the corrupt people who aspired to the Government, when I returned to the cult by the poet found him aged, sick and badly damaged, but his mind was still wonderful and wonderfully bright despite the time of old age that light by Antonio Gala is turning slowly, as I write this tribute the poet lives with one foot in life and the other foot in the death, and between both feet rests his epitaph.

"Antonio Gala was a committed genius, but essentially the author was always an honest, fair and good man"

Antonio Gala was always committed to civic movements, in 1987 he was the President of the civic platform, which required a referendum to remain in NATO, because of that concern last year the Jewish community is rejected against the author accused of discriminatory, offense to feelings and incitement to hatred and violence, and all for the analysis that makes the author of the eternal conflict between Israel and Palestine in a press article entitled "Chosen ones".

Antonio Gala that a white stork is about to lift the flight, the author still has not died, but is about to cross that sinister line that separates life from death, but its legacy will be included within the large dossiers of the literature of the 20th century. Antonio Gala will be, but this cult, indomitable and rebellious spirit will forever remain in the psyche of all readers

"Poet opened his eyes in the light of the Spanish Republic II, a child had to suffer all the horror of poverty because of the race, he suffered as a teenager that miserable obscurantism of the post-war, his youth drowned in the dictatorship, lived an illusion of freedom in their maturity, to get to the end of his life to one principle" "the silent accomplice against the cries of freedom"

The Voice of Poets. The Train of Poetry.

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