On May 6, 2020 in full home confinement.

In the middle of the afternoon I recorded the first video, spontaneously, to cheer up my daughter. When she was little she recited the Prisoner’s Romance (“May it was May when it’s hot…”), I wanted to make it special, different and I mixed the antiquity of this poem (15th / 16th century) with music current. I chose the song Bohemian Rapsody by Queen. I liked the contrast and when I recited it to my daughter, who was 20 years old at the time, her hands and voice began to shake. I still don’t understand why.

Later I looked for another poem to recite and I chose “Caminante no hay camino” the combination of Antonio Machado and Serrat, but with different music. The result was beautiful, I shared it with the family. It was successful, it was liked, it raised sensations when they heard it, it was not indifferent. There I realized that she was not reciting badly at all, perhaps even well and innately.

When my son heard it he challenged me, he suggested to me in a natural way: Dad, why don’t you recite something of yours? But if this poem is by Machado, I responded, so? his new question.

After a few days, those two questions kept flying through my head: why don’t you recite something of your own? and?

Reclining in an armchair and with my cell phone in my hand, I began to write what was my first poem: “My first and perhaps, great last poem” was a funny, nice poem, but above all I found it very fun to write it. I have never given voice to this poem. I don’t know the reason either. Perhaps because it was the first, it has not been the last.

But May 15, San Isidro, arrived, I wrote my second poem, “The Sunset of My Life” I did recite this one, I put music, images and voice, perhaps also soul. What I put the most was the last one.

What I felt at that moment, when I saw/heard the finished composition, is difficult to describe, it is a very strong experience, it captivated me, it hooked me…. In that second poem, in that melancholic evening, Author and Rapsode were born. It was as if something had been created…a birth…my hobby/hobby, I finally had something to think about outside of business and the corporate jungle.

I want to clarify that I have not received any type of class, neither speech, interpretation, nor any poetry or writing workshop, I do it from the heart, I only intend to awaken feelings and reach people who have never had the opportunity to discover Poetry, do it through:

Images, music and words in beautiful fusion.