8 December, 2021

Radio26.Cu – Matanzas, Cuba

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The time travels of Luis Lexandel Pita.

Love travels through time, I thought when I finished reading the book “In these days on this side of the sea”, by the Matanzas poet Luis Lexandel Pita García. It was an accomplice feeling that brought me closer to remote and current characters like you and me.

The collection of 19 texts, obtained the highest award in the edition  48th of the Poetry Prize 2018 “Pastora Marcela”, convened by the Campo de Criptana City Council, in Spain and edited by Huerga y Fierro, a year later.

The place where the stories unfold is not Cuba or the Iberian Peninsula. It is located in China, in times of dynasties, great thinkers and various social castes.

And you reader, you will wonder: What ties can unite us with such creatures? How are the threads of this spiritual collusion that allow us to understand over the centuries the passions that move men and women in parallel with those of today?

That virtue of spell and meditation is possessed by Luis Lexandel. With subtle movements, he uses metaphorical devices that turn his poems into volatile irrupters of the passage of time.

From the first, entitled “False lies of a winter” suggests what will be the breath to which it summons us.

“Li Po looks at the tracks of the birds, decipher the silence, invent the words, but my silence is not the same as Li Po’s. “

In a detailed study of Asian customs, Luis Lexandel seeks the balance between people, who are the fundamental axis of the invocation of him. The classic anguish and hopes of living appear. 

In what has been suffered, loneliness, heartbreak, the fleetingness of what is enduring, the poverty that haunts and corrupts, the fear of abandonment in old age emerge “… with the traces of the angel in the shadow of the one who talks / in front of the feverish face of death”.

In the spell of his lyrics, the irreverent stalks of those who do not listen to pain spring up and hide in high walls, as outlined in the poem “Among the melancholic dance of fireflies” or of those who in their youth do not have the patience to expect slow responses or they are conceived distant from the dates, as outlined in “Letters: distant blue”.

“On the blue a letter is the warning of the rain,

the nocturnal of an invisible flute

to claim the crying of the absent from travelers.

Who exorcises my song beyond the old walls

and he seeks the ashes of every body thrown down in the rough dust;

bathed in eternity, turning towards the denser air

of the earth as a warrior always faithful to the emperor of him?

Those who followed you in yesterday await you by the fire,

those who have seen the play of the wind move the wood.

My name is not written between the lines

on the pages only claimed by the water,

in the fine line of a legend … ”

(Fragment)

In the one entitled “While the rain falls with the stillness of the years”, when Cai Lun searches the sky for the dreamed flapping of birds, he announces a shipwreck that already sentences before the perennial fall of the rain. Sadness and its gray colors overshadow individuals in the twilight of life. Many of his characters are old people with the same conscience as Tu Fu, who cries without friends, surrounded by poems “like the only memory that he tried to forget.”

The female presence, as the leading entity to whom the poet sings, leads to a reflection on youthful impulses and the sorrow of old age, as felt in the poem “A far el rumor del mar invisible”, or in “Las mujeres of Yinxing “, when he sees:” Nothing like those who dream of them in the depth of their eyes … “.

Or by saying:

“Who burns next to them, in the distance.

in front of the kneeling walker

that he cannot detach himself from the evening and its seasons?

Who does not stop writing signs, grimaces,

with hands that tremble under a dream

as old as rivers?

(Fragment)They are universal themes, with philosophical tonalities, just like the songs in search of an understanding or the claim of truth, wrapped in a melancholic atmosphere that dominates the notebook and stylizes it with verses of irrefutable beauty and metaphorical spirit, where the games shine ornaments. of words, a challenge for the reader who feels, when the reading ends, love traveling on the wings of time.