The adventure of the being is impulsated by the motive strength of its symbolic operations, that make possible the construction of the scenography where the voice achieves to make representable what underlies in the river of reality. In this becoming of the memory and sudden sprouting of the image poetry is the foundation of the permanence and anything that lasts in history is because of its influx and not because of the brutal force of some emperor. You could say that this field of immanence that poetry is, generates what lives and is a seed that stumps what is universal. From this point of approximation, the poetic creation, shows itself in diverse manners and its action creates on the being a nourishing field where its adventures are born, its dreams of infinite and a sovereign aspiration towards the light, in the night of history. It could be said that poetry is the germinative grace of light and consists in squeezing the sun until its transformed into a magnolia.
Poetry is palpitation of the cosmogenesis, of the myth.
It's a path towards knowledge. It's the language of the tribe. Its not guided by neither the straight-line time of history nor the artifices of logic, law or the academy. Its presence is made visible through the world's objectuality, through the tekhne, the crafts as well as in the actions of a body that possesses eyes and wishes to see. To poetize the world is to have the intention of seeing it and in that tentative they upsurge in the orbit of what is human diverse instruments of expression, such as writing and chant.