The title of this very first book is "The poisoned arrow and other texts", and it was not because there was a specifical poem called "The poisoned arrow", but because the main notebook that had the poems had that name. Those verses were written since I was 11 or 12, and talked about those crazy emotions we feel in adolescence and a particular vision of the world from my country and the isolated places I had rounded at that time.
The cover picture was made by myself, with with water pencils and watercolors over paper, it was a woman in front of darkened city covered by a storm and a planet crossed by the poisoned arrow. I would like to release an english version and share this very young steps with poetry,
Writing is always an outlet, the soul can be free through words that explode, get fancy colors, scream and get the calm back. It is the way to find yourself with the past faces, with the sceneries you created for that occassions that will not be repeated again or simply never happened but in your own heart, is the excercise of crossing the streets of green imagination and gray reality.
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| Picture taken by Milza López in the beautiful and peaceful Punta Arenas's cementery, Chile. |
