Mayo 17, 2003

De la literatura minimalista

Se lo justito de poesía. Si es japonesa menos. Pero creo haber captado un concepto de esos que uno dice: "Joder como mola la chorradica esta". Probablemente sea porque lo he pillado mal. Hablo de los Haikus (¿Se escribirá así?) los poemas esos de 17 sílabas que siempre son descriptivos, sin subjetividades (Es lo único que se sobre su composición, por eso creo que alguna parte he debido entenderla mal. Se agradecería apoyo logístico). Anoche hice un par, no así por las buenas, es que empecé a recordar al comerme una mada... digo... un día oí en la radio a una especie de Jodorowski afincado en Granada que se dedicaba a esto (¿Haikus urbanos?) y algunos me parecieron, por lo menos, curiosos. Que un tipo se haya puesto y haya llenado un libro de ellos me pareció, por lo menos, meritorio. Que la gente tenga paciencia de sentarse a leerlos me parece insólito e improbable, pero eso es otro tema. Sin quererme hacer aún el Seppuku (solo he leído un libro de Fonollosa, según algunos cuando lo lea todos comprenderé la vacuidad de mi existir, o algo) voy a optar hoy por esta forma de literatura minimalista. A otros la luna llena les hace hiperpilosos, a mí solo sensible. De ahí la temática.

Dedicado a los que os gusta poco leerme...

Entre antenas
tumbada, en mi cama,
la luna sopla.

En las rendijas,
cuando Irene se duerme
fisga la luna.

Posted by germanmj at Mayo 17, 2003 01:48 PM
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"Haiku es simplemente lo que está sucediendo en este lugar, en este momento"
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