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Fidel Mendoza Paredes Poet: confesses that poetry is like the live fire
: Fernando Chuquipiunta Machaca
Fidel Ernesto Mendoza Paredes (Huancané, 1972) does not understand life without turning it into an extension of literature. The literature is always there to tolerate the mundane of reality. "Impresa taciturn" is a book of poems that Fidel Mendoza admits having written in a very difficult time in his life. "At one point I felt a virtual man, no life of its own. All my life was on the computer, Internet and what he read. Almost did not see the people," said the author of "heresy." And, therefore, the poet and Fidel Mendoza ATTORNEY Paresdes just want to talk about poetry. Reluctant to give interviews in the preferred direct-email-, asked us to send you a questionnaire in advance. Overcame their resistance and found that life used to tell his books, and at the same time, makes a great trip itself. A trip that includes the stream of time and come back over their personal inclinations. However, his latest book a novel, entitled "I'll wait in the Sky" (Ed. San Marcos) is a testimony of life, but a harmonious interweaving of fiction and reality, analysis, critical depth and nostalgia where provided, such as live fire, is associated with its irreducible passion for writing.
How do you define poetry?
Poetry is a way of life. One way to express from the depths of being. A spearhead road and opens his eyes, because a poet is one who writes extraordinary, one that communicates the wonderful, including the spoiler community acts. Regardless of all the poetry is also music, a melodic construction where words rhythmically interact so the result is a symphony.
On the other hand should be mind that while a poet, humanity will be safe from the makers of fear, because the bard is the only person who does not afraid of anyone, as long as he will always be a risk for the liars and the gravediggers of the truth. I think that way about poetry and the poet, certainly for many it can be a selfish definition and it is from every point of view, because there is no absolute definition for the concept of poetry.
What is most important in it for you, form, meaning, the subject, the rhythm?
not forget that the poet is a craftsman of the word, and as such should handle such instruments as the surgeon in the operating room, taking into account the qualities of language. The elements must interact mean in poetic construction, Arturo Corcuera about claims that the poet can make use of expressive devices . The added value that has a poetic construction will make it more important, more intense, it will show that the poet has a command of language, its structure, its forms and concepts. Remember that poetry is not common but extraordinary.
What does, or what value is for Fidel Mendoza Paredes you define that as a result?
is most important. Have to say and what they have to say about the poetic product, including the product has sufficient consistency to support a serious and sensible. The poetry is defined by the results and the results are speaking of the subject builder / composer literary obviously can not be a consensus on the issue.
How does, how it lives and survives a poet aymara official in Peru?
aymara A poet is defined as one who writes in Aymara, as they do in Catalan Catalan, and in this area have much to work on that we from this great nation aymara . I listen with pleasure to an artist aymara "Huallita Lake" that aymara sings, and why not write poetry in Aymara, bilingual education has been implemented in schools should take that course. However, we must separate the concept aymara poetry, if so, the Aymara are a threat to the official Peru, is reduced to Peru in a few powerful groups, and these in turn subject to world power.
The Aymara we have become a concern for the official Peru not only by the facts of wrench, but also because much of the capital's economy as Gamarra and are run by Aymara Unicachi , and this is a real threat to the Peruvian oligarchy used to manage the economy in its own way, without thinking of the country's development. The inherited colonial oligarchy, is retrograde can not compare with the Chilean oligarchy that if nationalism and nationalism are very related to the romance because there is exalted national. And aymara is there, is supportive of his fellows, if you think in a development group because forms of ayni if \u200b\u200bthey work in the world aymara. Obviously aymara movement is anti-system, hence the state is in trouble and in check, let alone justice such as legal system organized into substantive and procedural standards does not achieve real objectives, compared to materialize this forms of self-composition of justice that are somewhat more effective and meet the immediate expectations, that is an anti expression system. Personally I would not define it as Andean, but as aymara am aymara.
The difficulties and challenges that face a rebellious poet.
The rebellious is disagreeing with the established order, José Santos Chocano is said to violate the customs laws to breed indeed must assume a different attitude to certain facts that appear to be definitive, without implying an unjustified rebellion. Obviously a poet protester has difficulties because nothing against the current, however at some point will be at the forefront of literature and that is important.
language techniques to be mastered .
Obviously there must be proper management techniques in handling language poetry. The fact that he produced a poem does not mean you have to publish, but must continue polishing until it has the form and substance to convince first the author, and is satisfied that it can defend.
what poetry can help the man of the third millennium?
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be more human. Permanent changes that occurred in the world, as has been shown to have degenerated to the species, man has turned into egocentric, individualistic, in the case of Mexican Miguel Angel Cornejo selling a speech sickly youth, that are successful at expense of others, it goes with the rise of reading trash like Antony de Melo, Carlos Cuauhtemoc Sanchez among others, have moved to the readings of philosophy that if they develop critical thinking, then the youth must read philosophy starting from classical philosophy. According to the statement of Thomas Hobbes, man is evil by nature, compared to that in my opinion, poetry is to humanize the man of the third millennium.
poets that you, or prefer to admire (both local, national and foreign).
course Carlos Oquendo de Amat, Alejandro Peralta, Gamaliel Churata, Dante Nava, Efraín Miranda Lujan, my markamasi José Luis Ayala Olazabal; to César Vallejo Mendoza, José María Eguren, Jorge Eduardo Eielson, Jorge Pimentel, Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, Vladimir Mayakovsky, Rubén Darío, Ernesto Cardenal, Pablo Neruda, Octavio Paz, among others.
What poets are now the representatives of the new generation in Puno?
I have read very good poetry. However, it should be displayed in a job category, from this you can make payroll. If we talk of generation in the concept of José Ortega y Gasett should be linked by a space and historical time. Later generations come after a period of dumbing down of dumbing down that resulted in the generation x famous in Europe squat , or squatters, no targets defined. My generation in the literature called generation of 90, or the generation end of the century has shown organic work, however, we must rescue the poetry workshop, promoted by the poet laureate Boris Espezúa Salmon, which led to emergence of a group of poets residents in the city of Puno, which today have transcended to other settings, and Boris Espezúa participated in the definition this generation poetry workshop from who led in 90.
Any dissemination of poetry is linked to the media in this task the Los Andes compliance is a tangential role in disseminating new poetry and young, sorry but the certificate death announced by the publishers themselves Literature Magazine "The Golden Fish", which itself had been working on consolidating puneña literature, I hope you reconsider the idea, as is the role of "Katari" or "Twisted Branch ". And much longer does the Association of Art and Literature "Elegy" of Elard Vilca Monteagudo Monteagudo and Fredy Vilca to return to resume the important role to play in 90. Obviously bold highlight events organized by Fernando Chuquipiunta in the city of Huancane, which did not need mayors, or other patrons, to call on several occasions celebrated writers, cultural promotion is important for the consolidation of a generation.
What advice would you give to novice poets who want to keep the poetry?
reading, extensive reading, especially poetry and narrative construct from our own culture, coinciding with José Martí, painting our village to be universal. "One Hundred Years of Solitude" by Garcia Marquez, is nothing else than the description of the land of the calf, Macondo is Aracataca.
Finally, is there another project this passion for poetry?
After publishing "Print taciturn" and "Heresies" in poetry, several works were published individually or in anthologies like "Calypso" which was published in the journal "Waterfalls" in the city of Huancayo, I have unpublished work that enable me to maintain the illusion to publish some day, confess that they are only dreams. However, I have been more involved in the narrative from publication of the novel "I waited in the sky" published in two editions by the publisher San Marcos de Lima, from that product, the next thing I publish undoubtedly be in lines of narrative fiction.
POEMS
PRAYER FROM THE TOMB OF A POET WHO WANTED TO BE GOD
not come to this tomb, here are the remains of a poet, say the asshole was very intellectual. Your body breathes and smells like roses paper. Died a rare disease that attacks only intelligent men, lost his appetite and sleep by some strange books that pulled in its head before closing his eyes. He said he would go to hell to stir up the demons to never be saved from the fires, and keep giving work to the reverend priests and other liars, they frighten with their tongues rag on unsuspecting children of God.
If you want to remember reading his book of poems and tales of his beloved whores. His book is written with charcoal and is dedicated to all the bums wasting time in libraries. His poems summarize the history of the sheets and bloody battles in the mound. Remember this with love, but the names of the saints reveal men who deflowered brothels, women also sweat virgins first time in the bed of the married. So he wrote in his will a thousand leaves.
If you want to pray for him, spit into the sky, not moving for dislodging a shower of verses, his voice will get wet and soul will be reborn after nine seconds. Encomiéndense now in his name, that they wait in the river and wash them thoroughly with tenderness, and enter through the front door to heaven. Pick
ceremonially their glowing eyes that burn in the candle of his tomb. Take him to the heart, will bring luck. The ugly become queens and scarecrow in athletic boys. His eyes are amulets, do not forget that the poet is an expert conqueror and profane secret areas under skirts.
Plant a sunflower in his grave, will blossom smiling in children and fireflies light up the world again.
REMEMBER THE KISS OF THE ELDERLY AND THE TENDERNESS OF
loving God The old memory of the rose that bloomed in my shelves Gothic, now flooded the wheat growing on my sidewalks and dawn.
remember vague old man in the hectic atmosphere of coffee in the cup again open the gate of the convent of the Blessed beautiful I loved madly in dawns. Abbess
wings, here I am now exhausted and panting at your feet, but let me kiss the black girl braids before my eyes swore to love and never blink while not plant trees in their lips. Let me say the name of the girl who confessed to having loved from before birth. Give me just a minute to rebuild the image of the woman that sing waltzes sea bottom and soothes my eyes on his chest. Goddess of blue sky, think of me while I die in the lap of my loved transparent.
INQUISITOR OF DREAMS
inequalities reflecting forking paths in the scar of the rose that blooms in the knife which he put to Byzantium. Gloomy walk through endless deserts, growing jasmine at every step. Van quickly, on tiptoe chasing shadows of women who were free to leave memories and pay debts by the kisses of the moon.
Times are thrown on his face waiting for the light of the candles burning in the depths of the caves in the evening, are the devotees of the charnel house that stands on the tender skin of apples virgins. Dance quietly behind the eyes of the night, contour your hips out of sight of ghosts who wander looking oasis.
They now are after your step, glide in the wake of your sighs, hanging from your lashes, cheekbones bore, hit your cheeks, your eyes removed, disentangling your memories, your chest open furrows for planting heal. They are experts reducers head, began their work today with your head teacher.
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