PUERTO DE IDEAS 



Stage Design 


Festival of poetry and literature made by the publishing house “UV” in the Municipal Theater of Valparaíso. In this edition an homage was paid to the Chilean poet Gonzalo Rojas, all the objects of the stage come from a real printing house and the bed of more than 100 years of antiquity belonged to the poet, with this elements we create a mixture between lust and despair, coming from the poetry of Rojas, with the artisan work of making books in a printing press. During the presentation a conversation was held and the most outstanding poems of Rojas were recited while in the background worked craftsmen of the printing press.



Valparaiso, Chile. November.2016



                       
                       The bed. 






Celia


I

And no more tears; this transparent woman,
who today is sealed away,
this woman who now is walled
in a niche grave
like a madwoman chained
to a cruel bedstead in an airless room
with neither boat nor boatman, among faceless strangers,
this woman who, alone, is
The One,
who held us all in the heaven
of her body.
Blessed
be her womb.




                                                        




II

And nothing nothing else; that she bore me and made me
a man with her seventh birth
her figure of fire
and of ivory
in the trials of poverty and sadness
and she knew
how to hear through the silence of my childhood the sign
the Secret
Sign
without ever
breathing
a word.
Blessed
be the fruit of her womb.







III

Let others go instead of me
I can't go now to put
the red carnations there
the carnations of the Rojases ‚— mine and yours ‚—
today
on the painful thirteenth day of your martyrdom
those family members who are born at dawn
and who are reborn ‚— let them go to that wall for us for Rodrigo
for Tomás for young Gonzalo for Alonso; let them go
or not as they wish
or let them leave you in the dark
alone
alone with the ashes
of your beauty
which are your resurrection Celia
Pizarro
daughter and granddaughter of Pizarros
of late Pizarros Mother;
and may you come with us
into exile dwelling as always in grace
and mutual delight.
Blessed
be thy name.


GONZALO ROJAS