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A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004
A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004
A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004
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Edel Romay has been enriched by his travels and friendships with literary and plastic artists as well as intellectuals in Mexico, Europe, the United States and South America. His oeuvre literary and plastic has been influenced by great philosophers, poets and scientists. A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004 invites us to look into the relationship within the brain and the cosmos, the word with being, reality with time. In other words, he challenges us to reflect upon what Martin Heidegger once declared: Language is the dwelling of the being. Moreover, Edel proposes the idea that without an observer, reality does not exist. Similarly, Romay encourages the internal dialog between I and You that reflects upon itself to construct a true I the symbiosis that exists between reader and author within the same person. You are the other that creates and recreates me when I am read, because without a You there is no I and vice versa. This in turn leads us to ponder in what the poet Octavio Paz asserted: The eyes speak, words look, looks think.
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PublisherPalibrio
Release dateAug 15, 2013
ISBN9781463361518
A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004
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Edel Romay

Edel Romay nació en San Andrés Tuxtla, Veracruz, México. Estudió pedagogía en la Escuela Normal "Enríquez C. Rebsamen". En la Universidad, Veracruzana estudió arquitectura, artes plásticas, filosofía y matemáticas. En 1966, fijó su residencia legal en Berkeley, California, en los Estados Unidos (EE. UU.), donde obtuvo su licenciatura en la Universidad de California en Berkeley. La maestría en ciencias de la Universidad de Hayward. y el Ed.D. en la Universidad de San Francisco. Actualmente se encuentra retirado de su carrera docente. Sin embargo, ha retomado su pasión por las artes plásticas y la literatura. Edel es un intelectual de la mitología y la cosmología, un hombre de vasta cultura y de una imaginación excepcional. Ya sea como poeta, pintor, escultor, narrador o fotógrafo aficionado, su arte nos lleva a un mundo cuántico de la memoria onírica.

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    A Brief Poesy, 1989-2004 - Edel Romay

    Contents

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    BRIEF BUT NECESSARY NOTE

    PARADOXICAL CIRCUMSTANCES

    FROM a TO z

    AND BEYOND

    PROLOG

    a.

    b.

    c.

    [ch].

    d.

    e.

    f.

    g.

    h.

    i.

    j.

    k.

    l.

    [ll].

    m.

    n.

    ñ.

    o.

    p.

    q.

    r.

    [rr.]

    s.

    t.

    u.

    v.

    w.

    x.

    y.

    z.

    a.

    b.

    c.

    d.

    e.

    f.

    g.

    INTERMITENT LANDSCAPE

    MEANING

    POEMS OF THE SEA AND WIND

    PROLOGUE

    FROM 9INE TO ZERO

    THE a

    LISTENS TO THE SEA

    9INE

    8IGHT

    7EVEN

    6IX

    5IVE

    4OUR1

    3HREE

    2WO

    1NE

    Z ERO (S)

    THE MIRRORS EMIGRATE

    LEAVING

    ONLY IMAGES OF FOAM

    PASSERSBY

    TORRENTIAL

    OBSIDIAN SCULPTURE

    TWILIGHT

    WHEN NIGHT FALLS

    DWELLING

    WHISTLING WIND

    EDGE OF A SHATTERED GLASS

    THE LABYRINTH OF A CARACOLE

    GLASS MOON

    SOLITUDE

    RITUAL

    SCULPTURAL

    ABSENT

    I SING ALONE

    VARIANT

    ULTRAMARINA

    I REMEMBER THAT

    MIEL DE LUNA

    ROCAPARTIDA

    PRECOCIOUS LOVE

    THINKING

    SORTILEGE1

    I DISCOVER

    MOTHER:

    FATHER:

    INDEED! ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME?

    REFLECTIONS

    FROM THE MOUNTAIN VINO EL VINO1

    YOU DIDN’T KNOW?

    INSPIRATION

    IN 4OUR COORDINATES

    X

    Y

    Z

    Dedicated to—

    my beloved wife Anita now and forever…

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    I owe thanks to my good friend and colleague in letters, poet and author Roberto Perezdiaz¹ who skillfully translated my work.

    I am also deeply grateful to Marsha Sofia Polovets² for her skillful and painstaking editing of my manuscript.

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    ¹. Roberto Perezdiaz has studied at the University of California at Berkeley, El Colegio México, in Mexico City and Antioch University. Roberto Perezdiaz is a retired FCCI (Federal Certified Court Interpreter) after 26 plus years working in the US district Court in El Paso, Texas.

    ². Marsha Sofia Polovets holds a B.A. in political Economy from the University of California at Berkeley. Her senior thesis explored the identity of Jewish Argentine women. She was born in Saint Petersburg, Russia. She speaks Russian, English and Spanish and is an avid reader of Spanish literature. Marsha is excited to continue learning, challenging herself, and hopefully doing some good in this world.

    —About that supernova that, at the right moment, excites us all in the same way.

    —I imagine you’re talking about love.

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    Mamá Ramona

    BRIEF BUT NECESSARY NOTE

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    As long as the brain is a mystery

    the universe will continue to be a mystery.

    —Santiago Ramón y Cajal

    Childhood is that space in your memory when somehow the idea of the universe begins to unfold. It’s the age where the whys start becoming the key to curiosity that later will be opening the door to knowledge. That’s to say, to know is to understand, and I halfway knew that big things coexisted with little ones in that universe I was barely beginning to decipher. It so happened that one day my grandmother, whom I called Mamá Ramona, forbade me to drink water from the faucet. «Why? », I asked, the water looks clear and clean. Mamá Ramona, with her characteristic sweetness, taking me by the hand told me, «In that water proliferate tiny little bugs that at first glance you can’t see, but if you drink, it will make you sick to your stomach». At that moment, I understood why we drank from the water jug. My grandmother lifted my chin and smiled, «You’re a little brat», she told me, pretending to be angry.

    In that gigantic house with very long hallways and monumental arches emerged enormous pieces of furniture that, like faithful sentinels, portrayed their antiquity with elegant dignity. For me, of all that, the most familiar was the enormous sofa that stood near a coffee table where Mamá Ramona and I used to talk, while she took her customary coffee at five in the afternoon. A habit she began with her husband Gabriel, who unfortunately was executed in 1910; a habit that somehow now she carries on with me. But, before I continue, let me pause to

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