Blue para um cadáver sonhador

Abstract

“Blue for a Dreaming Corpse” is Águia Mendes’ third book of poems. Before that came “Jardim da Infância” (1979) and “A Bíblia Profana” (1983), apart from a brief foray into the fictional universe with “Contos Policiais” (1981). Slowly and silently, therefore, the young poet from Paraíba has been shaping the lyrical foundations of his work. Without the fuse of vanity, while at the same time he prowls the “nocturnal” of the creative gesture, with the humility of an apprentice and the patience of a craftsman, he has been weaving, in this way, a cohesive carpet thread by thread, grain by grain, grinding the fabric of the verse, the body of the poem and the cartilages and membranes of each word of each nominal framework. always in the somewhat pathetic search (I use the term in its literal sense and not its pejorative meaning) for precise language, for effective elements that make the “structure” of the poem a sound box, where the germinal notes of Poetry resonate. Poetry that is only the tautological expenditure of a metalanguage or the industry of a technical competence, which sets up the pillars of expression as a “brilliant” but empty game. However, poetry that, in its verbal manifestation, connotes life, with all the disagreements of the soul or even the severed propellers of passion. Poetry that leaps the navel of the word to catch man simultaneously in communion and in exile with reality. Man: its most privileged recipient.