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Corella Aguilera

Notes on poetry.

Odd as it may seem, not a few academic discussions
contemplate the issue on whether poetry must be a
cold or hot served product – what is to say, the result
of a calm reflection or rather offspring of the
impetus. Neither do I – I completely ignore how to
start a poem or how to finish a hug, even that ones
which I thought so long. How to? Silently, perhaps.
After all, all written words take the risk of coldness, of
becoming the aesthetic dryness of an ink which does
not run anymore. They will make you doubt, they will

make you consider the Machiavellian character of a
poetic recurrence which, otherwise, would be
embraced as a stammering, emotive voice. I do write,
and it could eventually be the reason of your
mistrust; nonetheless, it all was born – as all of us –
trembling beyond language. Here you have my
hesitation, my written silence.

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