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seems that the current President of Nicaragua, Daniel Ortega I once admired, has extended an offer to Muammar Gaddafi to give refuge in their country in case you need it to "cancel" obligate the long-term mortgage signed when he came to power by force four hundred and eighty months ago. I was deeply saddened by the news, as I am now so sensitive to everything that relates to the Central American country.
What he has to do clown killer Gaddafi, on the one hand, to restore the Libyan people to 30,000 million euros Hissing have done throughout this eternity, and then respond to the authorities (national and international) by all the excesses and acts against humanity he has committed so unpresentable satrap. Then if you still have some diíllas of absence and is going to pass to Villa Certosa with his friend Berlusconi, that he really knows how to treat their guests.
What has to Ortega, on the other hand, is dealing with his people as promised when he took power by force (but then abandoned by the polls, hence my admiration, expired already), remove of misery and helplessness that you are and leave office if they determine the polls again (it seems that he does not like this little game and is poised to become a character similar to those who fought so successfully).
Meanwhile, Blanca Castellón, Vice President of International Poetry Festival in Granada, has issued a note to which I agree absolutely. I reproduce here with the intention to place on record that not all Nicaraguans, no, come on, I fear, may be approved with their unfortunate leader, far from it: Dear

poet should not be surprised, very much his own in it. This is just a new manifestation of sympathy and admiration he felt for Ortega has shown great dictators of our continent and beyond others in the Far East. The reality is that most of the Nicaraguan people feel embarrassed and rejects any kind of support that President Ortega, usurping the sacred name of our people, can give the acknowledged dictator Qaddafi.
The people of Nicaragua is shocked and condemns the criminal acts of Gadhafi against his own people.
President Ortega with his attitude of solidarity with a cause disastrous, is throwing a bucket of black paint over the image of our beloved Nicaragua. The Nicaraguan is a lover of freedom, democracy and peace. "Our land is made of force and glory / our world is made for freedom, "wrote Dario, and that Nicaraguans want all peoples of the world, freedom!


A big hug. Blanca Castellon

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In the huge dip poetic I've suffered these last days in Nicaragua, in the VII International Poetry Festival in Granada, and above the fru-fru of so many poets have been present at the meeting, and decanting are some names that I keep in mind to read something more thoughtful. One of them is the Nicaraguan poet Carlos Martínez Rivas, who, incidentally, will be dedicated to celebrate the Festival VIII in 2012.
I had not heard of him before and was curious how it was gradually insinuating their behalf. The first news I got it in a conversation with Martha Leonor González, poet and journalist, director of the cultural supplement of the newspaper La Prensa , and her husband, also a poet Juan Sobalvarro. Both vehemently and told me in secret that the best poet of Nicaragua was not Ernesto Cardenal, Gioconda Belli much less. There was no question for them was Carlos Martinez Rivas. Was said, read without delay. I nodded a little skeptical, as colonialist good, but I had written the name in my notebook. Days later, another assistant called him with equal or greater admiration. And my surprise was huge, a little less skeptical now, when the closing ceremony of the Festival announced its President Francisco de Asis Fernandez next held in 2012 was dedicated to his memory. Shortly after, finally, in a conversation with Juan Carlos in April in Miami, while waiting for our respective flights back to Spain, left again on behalf of Martinez Rivas. Juan Carlos said to me that his book lonely Insurrection considered him one of the most important English language and perhaps one that suits you had influenced him in his poetic formation. Damn!, I said and a bit overwhelmed, but who is this Martínez Rivas. Carlos Martínez Rivas
incidentally was born in Guatemala in 1924 and died in Managua in 1998. He lived in Madrid, where he studied philosophy in Paris, Los Angeles, back in Madrid, and San José de Costa Rica to finally return home after the triumph of the Sandinista revolution. Always dragged the reputation of leading a dissolute life a little rebellious and say that in Madrid, in fact, took to drinking more than recommended. His work is poor. As a teenager, published a long poem Paradise recovered, with whom he won quick recognition and that was apparently one of the most important literary events in your country, given the influence he has held since then. In 1953 he published his seminal book, lonely Insurrection, which in verse, to say of Ernesto Cardenal, clear, simple, admirably succeeded in conveying deep personal disappointment that produced the human race and the inexorable autodestrución to which routed naturally. It seems that in a final interview shortly before his death stated that he wanted most was to be forgotten.

course these data can only Rivas Martínez Serme very nice. And maybe when I reach these verses to read and own both remind me of another angry with us all this time Austrian: NO



I have good taste
women and men of good taste and past marriages
Decorators
tasteful well-matched living in the midst of a miserable
and impeccable good taste
I only dislike I have.

A great disappointment, I think.

And these others also point to an extreme lucidity:

be sweeter for the arrival of babies,
for the love of God, if you do not have to change everything I do not know why they come.

After lonely Insurrection virtually refused to publish again, except loose poems were collected in the issue that caused the viewer editorial in 1997 and included an introduction by Luis Antonio de Villena. A being, therefore, disappointed and lucid, of which so little abound. We will have to read it, yes, there will be read with care ...