'For a top flight'
About the Mother's Day, remembering
By Olga Lidia Pérez ,
Member bro of Group Tenth Ala
was If semos able to investigate in depth in the history of art, probably the 'mother', or 'the madres'-would be one of the most challenged in almost every events and times, one of the most inspirational, most claimants.
The madonnas known in the art and Medea in the theater and the plastic too, the hundreds of films where the task, surrender, sacrifice, pain and love of a mother have been protagonists of countless pieces of music and dance praise them or miss them, and the endless literary works in all genres, devoted to them, would actually ending a record, even approximate, of the essential symbiosis between the subject and art.
But especially literature and poetry in particular, who has sung more than mothers. In Cuba, most of the poets has left his voice, his imprint on verso, on the subject, but perhaps one of its aspects, that of the oral and especially in the tenth improvised, which has been m ore treated, either by birth, a loss, for an anniversary, for its values
Among those countless tenths that have transpired and continue his amazing d eambular over time and generations of Cuban-Latin American-even, overlapping into oblivion and the transience of improvisation even today, stand those two giants of repentismo, Jesus Orta Ruiz, Indio Naborí, National Book Award and National Award for Community Culture and Angel Valente, Angelito, improvised on June 15, 1955 "For almost 56 years and-in the San Antonio English Casino de los Baños, current province of Artemis during the first meeting of the rightly called 'the controversy of the century', when in front of more than two thousand people and a jury composed by poets Raúl Ferrer, Rafael José Sanjurjo and Enrique Marrero, discussed issues of freedom, death and love.
Referring to maternal love, sang tenths how are you:
Naborí
Mother
land that is flooded with sap, vibrates and flowers, "
your child is a tree that grows from your innermost
fruitful ...
But its deepest root is stuck in your womb:
so not happy
shed tears if your child:
blow to the industry always hurts
the root.
Valiente
Mother feel a love deep and selfless
:
would seem a winged body
for top flight.
It grows along with the pain,
meditates to sin;
is the infinite force
that time is not consumed;
pink perfume is given in
until after withering.
Or this one, impressive, Angelito, directed especially his mother who was present:
Big Love that I feel that
for elderly mother ,
from there with a cane
enlightened me thinking.
Arise, monument
of light, hope and faith;
look you to know why nobody
much light expands ...
There is the greatest love
the world, stood.
Serve all with his strength, his lyricism, as a tribute and congratulations to the Cuban mothers to the second Sunday in May celebrated his day, to those able to undertake daily 'top flight' their 'top flight.''
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