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The drawings of the letter U

( Cristina Castello ARG - Dibujos de la U - Translated by Gabriel Bernstein )

Art is written with a letter U,

Life is recreated in the U,

Poetry exists because of the U,

Freedom dreams with a U,

The mouth is eve of kisses

When it pronounces a U.

Chopin is written with a U

Redon is written with a U

Desnos is written with a U

Bells ring in a U

Rebelliousness saves us because of the U.

Two “U’s” attract each other in love immensity

They are search. Encounter. Plenitude of the incomplete.

U is the myth of the primitive androgen of Plato.

Horseshoe, magnet.

Love is two U touching, vibrating.

Turning into Heaven.

Love is two U

Building a world

And changing the world.

U is drawing of the absence of the words it inhabits.

As it inhabits just a few.

But it’s there when word is trust.

Plural.

When word is not “me” but “us”.

It’s round, the touchstone of the U.

Shelter. Warm bread. Love.

Revolution of innocence, it gives battle,

Armed with words and heavenly prows,

The U.

It waged war against Hitler, war and death,

In the “H”, in the “W”, in the “D”.

Peace is a U,

Dove, message,

Of Utopia,

Of Unity.

Resistance.

Always in Resistance,

In every May that was

And will be.

Until Freedom.

Against the wingless birds.

Against those responsible

Of whimpering stomachs.

Of eyes in shadows.

Of mutilated dreams.

Of darkness.

Kite to the unattainable, opening to infinity, the arms of the letter U.

Hands towards immensity of the orchestra director when music happens,

The U.

Eyes to the sky,

Verticals against winters,

Delight when summers,

Arms to the stars,

The U.

The Universe is the U.

And Beethoven when the Ninth.

And Picasso when Guernica.

And Celan when Celan.

Gluttony of sun when it’s desert,

U sinks with dieresis in shadows.

Glasses because of the shame

Of those who decide,

Singing to be over

Music to die

For poetry is lyricism

And what is painting good for

And that miracle and mystery are profane.

U. Utopia, Universe, Unique,

It strips of glasses,

Without clothes, it fights,

Armed

With words and celestial prows.

And then,

Eyes bubbles of hope

And faces maps of beings in eve

And certainties of jubilation

And child souls of innocent adults.

Blue.

Blue is a U inverted over the Earth.

And in the Earth, sky and U, which are the same Good,

They give birth to Paris.

The U, Paris.

The sum of Beauty.

Bay where the ships mock the cold.

Face up, smiling to the Absolute.

Of Greek masks

Hungry for U.

Art, life, poetry,

Justice,

Are written with the U.

U is birds in flight,

Anticipation of kisses,

Uterus of Good.

Hope, Hug, Caress, Nest,

Hymn, Thirst.

Mirror where the Universe smiles to the Light.