One day I expect myself is the second novel by poet Miguel Angel Ortiz Albero Zaragoza. This book is the first published by a promising new editorial, Jekyll & Jill.
If your previous first novel ( The wound is the beginning , publisher Communiter), Miguel Angel Ortiz Albero was Ariadne's thread of images, from the looks of the others ( through painting, mostly), now follow the thread of another voice, that of Guillaume Apollinaire, to enter words and looks blue horizon in the thick of a maze Impressionist facts, history, dreamed or desired. It is in the Great War, is in the maze of trenches dug where a poet submits his will to survive, their eyes all-encompassing and words that record, thanks to the memory of a newly opened and just love interrupted.
three voices become confused and mixed in the same intonation and sound the same current, only source of consciousness that unfolds throughout the pages of this poem romanzo : Guillaume, Berthier and Madeleine. The only opposing voice (in the classical sense), which rises with free identity compared to the voice over and doctrine already mentioned, is of Mrs Bragelogne, and naturalist allegorical figure at a time.
With these few elements unfolds this "chamber symphony" that fills the theater front. Boche
Not the enemy, but war itself. In fact, with that same spirit of Guillaume, partly unconscious and partly dreamer French faced many cults that "First" World War had to end all wars. But do not be deceived: this is not a war novel but a novel about love and literary inspiration and multicolored veil dyed celestially roughness of the world, the gray of the historical conflicts and mechanics. There is something
still be noted in intonation of the book and its fabric. The voice gives way to sustained passages, pause, and numbered in italics, describing objects and fetishes alluding to the events narrated. Tests. Ready made made text. Here is the Ortiz Albero artist, creator of collages, which embeds and mount images as crystals, which embodies the elusive wonder of it is lived and what you want.
And beyond and those promontories reefs here, the prose of Miguel Angel, balanced and dense, filled the outlines of the plot as a liquid rich and aromatic.
The reader needs to know in advance Apollinaire, his work or his time. The text provides all the information needed, sweeping the excuses and distances. There, who knows the poetry of Apollinaire find family pictures, travel newest sites that prove, however, the author paraphrases Zaragoza creative, virtuous musical variations on themes given or accomplished in the art aims of the event and the key. Can be flashes, girls jumping rope, invisible beings beautiful fused with the horizon, or a single birch twilight. Who has not read French poet (one of those authors that everyone knows and few read name) will perhaps now, or perhaps the book that lay on the shelf for too long, drew his niche as one of the dead were ever to meet with the living and sharing with them promises and appointments.
How to thank a book that leads to other books?
"We will be leaders of a huge orchestra and will provide us with the world, Berthier."
(pp.118-119)
Addressing the newly chartered
posts by Michelangelo: http://ortizalbero. blogspot.com /
and editorial Jekyll & Jill: http://jekyllandjill.blogspot.com/
