Las primeras palabras

Fuente: propia

Estás en la puerta. Ya no pasas.
Te quedas ahí esperando la osadía,
para que te lleve en volandas,
y rompas el silencio que te cubre como un manto,
que te agarrota y te tranca la garganta.

Esperas a que llegue la luna,
la uña que se mece en el cielo,
y que no ilumina,
pero que es aliada del señor oscuro.

Ahí te presentas, cuando las estrellas te parpadean,
con sus iluminaciones muertas,
entonces tocas, a esperar que el silencio se rompa,
vuelves a tocar hasta que todas las puertas se abren
y entonces entras, pero nadie te espera.

Te sientas a esperar a oír las primeras palabras,
y si no llegan,
te irás por la mañana con el primer rayo del sol,
que ya no es rayo, sino quimera.

Volverás mañana, con la luna menos luna,
a que te permitan entrar,
a esperar a oír las primeras palabras,
aquellas que nunca te permitirán decir,
pero que siempre has querido oír

One step

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Keep walking and cross the desert of hope,

to leave the known behind, 

the family courtyard,

the streets of friends,

and the laughter of Grandpa's nights.

Breaking ties,

and have your life tied to your back,

because you can't take any more, 

just the percentage of misery you got at the fair; 

nothing else.

Take you with me in search of light

that hasn't been seen yet,

the one they say is beyond,

of a million steps in solitude.

Follow because your gaze is my breath,

your snails that sing the future,

your warm hands that urge you to take a step further.

After arriving, see the wall, 

stop it and feel the cold;

we have arrived, 

a step away from being,

that you'll be ripped out of my hands, 

to lose your gaze and your warmth,

and just keep your tears.

Then dream of despair,

that vertebrae and multiply,

like an invisible virus,

that ends up drowning me into silence.

You don't understand; neither do I.

Hands, gags, lights, shackles 

and finally the bars of incomprehension.

Then come back with the rubble of hope on your back,

to lift the bloody knees,

with split dolls,

and get back on track because there's nothing left behind.

Un precioso representante de la Vela Latina

Books and me

Source: own

Books are very important in my life, because they opened (and continue to open) doors and windows for me and showed me paths that I would otherwise never have imagined or traveled.

I was a late reader of books, I began to read them on a regular basis when I was thirteen. Before, I also read, above all comics and comics, which is another form of reading that led me to be what I am today.

I began to read regularly when I arrived at Alonso Quesada High School to study high school in September 1980.

At Alonso Quesada I began to relate to books, led by the teachers of Language and Literature, knowing the great writers we had in Spain.

Perhaps, the turning point, where everything changed, was in the second year of high school when a teacher of Language and Literature invited us to participate in a reading club, which met every fifteen days in the afternoon at the institute. I didn't think about it and signed up. It was the best decision I had made in a long time, because, from that moment on, my life took a 180-degree turn, because my vision of the world, which was tiny, widened in an extraordinary way, as if I had been given a wide angle with which I could access a multitude of knowledge that I didn't have before.

From that moment I began to read in an almost compulsive way, I read all that fell into my hand, not only the compulsory reading novels that we put in high school, but also the novels that my friends left me and those that I borrowed from the high school library because at that time the family economy was not very buoyant.

So books and reading began to become part of my life and have not ceased to be since those days when I discovered them, with the discouragement that I would have liked to have started reading books earlier, but the circumstances were what they were.

Whenever I give a talk to children and young people, I don't miss the opportunity to tell them to read, to immerse themselves in the books because I'm sure they will have the opportunity to change their lives forever. Of that I am absolutely certain.

What have I seen on Netflix? Our planet

I already commented in my entry The Chernobyl Forest that I had seen the documentary Our Planet, a documentary series of eight chapters that reviews our planet, analyzing the different parts that compose it, such as ice worlds, forests, coastal waters, deserts and prairies, high seas, fresh water and forests.

This review is told by David Attenborough emphasizing how wonderful are the parts that are part of our planet, but at the same time, highlighting the danger to the animals that populate those parts because they are disappearing.
This documentary series highlights that our mother is in danger and that we have to do everything in our power to protect her because otherwise her days are numbered.

A documentary series that must be seen to reflect on what we are doing with our planet.

TECHNICAL DATA SHEET
Production: Distributed by Netflix
Leadership: David Attenborough.
Date: 2019.
Duration: 8 chapters of approximately 50 minutes each.

SYNOPSIS
It would be a documentary that tells us in eight chapters how wonderful our planet is, but also highlights the danger that countless species are endangered by the action of man.

¿Qué he visto en Netflix? Line of Duty. Primera temporada.

Fuente

OPINIÓN

Ayer por la mañana terminé de ver la primera temporada de Line of Duty, y tengo que decir que hacía mucho tiempo que no disfrutaba tanto con una serie de televisión; de lo mejor que he visto en mucho tiempo, bien hecha y con uno relato creíble y una producción de muy alto nivel.

Ya estoy con la segunda temporada y parece que tiene la pinta de ir por la misma línea.

FICHA TÉCNICA

Producción: BBC / World Productions
Dirección: Jed Mercurio, Douglas Mackinnon, David Caffrey, Daniel Nettheim, Michael Keillor, John Strickland.
Guion: Jed Mercurio.
Fecha: 2012.
Reparto: Vicky McClure, Adrian Dunbar, Martin Compston, Craig Parkinson, Keeley Hawes, Neil Morrissey, Thandie Newton, Mark Bonnar, Polly Walker, Maya Sondhi, Paul Higgins, James Edlin, Lennie James, Tony Pitts, Aiysha Hart, Fiona Boylan, Kate Ashfield, Claire Keelan, Saffron Davies, Jordyn-Eve Davis Greene, Arsher Ali, Christina Chong, Daniel Mays, Henry Miller.
Duración del capítulo: 60 min.

SINOPSIS

El detective Steve Arnott es trasladado a la unidad AC-12 después de un incidente en una operación terrorista en la que muere un inocente y en esa unidad tienen que investigar al inspector Tony Gates, que es uno de los más respetados en la policía londinense.

What did I read? Killing Commendatore (Book 1) by Haruki Murakami

Source

OPINION

It's been a long time since I've read Murakami and I've missed him because he's a writer I love and I've read his main novels.

I knew I was going to come across a good novel, although I never read the reviews, because I like to approach reading without any kind of contamination and with Murakami more, because I know that he is a first-rate writer.

I liked Killing Commendatore (Book 1) very much, from the first pages you find that special style of Murakami that takes you through his narrative without almost realizing it and when you are conscious, you have already finished the book. That's Murakami, addictive.

The plot of the novel is simple, without many pretensions, with a paranormal halo that gives it a strange aftertaste, but does not bother you, but wraps you up and attracts you because it is built with that magnificent way that the Japanese writer has to tell stories.

TECHNICAL DATA SHEET

Format: EPUB.

Pages: 480.

SYNOPSIS

A painter who dedicates himself to making portraits, breaks his relationship with his wife, this rupture makes him leave his house and go to live in the country, to the house of a friend who offers it to himself so that he is not wandering around Japan.

Once there, strange things begin to happen related to a painting painted by the former tenant of the house and other events that will make him see the world around him in a different way.