{"id":2204,"date":"2018-01-29T12:22:25","date_gmt":"2018-01-29T11:22:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lascriticas.com\/?p=2204"},"modified":"2018-01-29T12:59:02","modified_gmt":"2018-01-29T11:59:02","slug":"caidas-de-teresa-soto","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lascriticas.com\/index.php\/2018\/01\/29\/caidas-de-teresa-soto\/","title":{"rendered":"Ca\u00eddas, de Teresa Soto"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">Ca\u00eddas<\/span><\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">Caer en picado, de cabeza, caerse, caer juntos o separados, caer en solitario. Ca\u00edda hacia abajo con los ojos abiertos, buscando la sequedad y encontrando fuerza en el dolor del hundimiento. \u00bfCaer implica siempre hacerse da\u00f1o? No forzosamente, nos dice la poes\u00eda de <strong>Teresa Soto<\/strong>. Caer al suelo, es lo que el lenguaje habitual nos ense\u00f1a. Pero se puede caer en una tierra seca y acogedora, quiz\u00e1 esponjosa como una cuna extra\u00f1a, rodeada de hojarasca y larvas llenas de vida.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">\u00a0<\/span><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-2208 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/lascriticas.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/portada-caidas-teresa-soto-300x290.jpg\" alt=\"Ca\u00eddas\" width=\"323\" height=\"312\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">Son muchas las ca\u00eddas en una existencia, en una mente. A veces solitarias, otras compartidas, llenas de luz. Como en esos nudos entrelazados del poemario del mismo nombre, la voz narradora, plural, se mueve entre cortezas tel\u00faricas.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">Ca\u00eddas que, en sus partes de <strong><i>Oro y Para\u00edso<\/i><\/strong>, son vuelos a la luz, en la luz del t\u00fa y el yo, cuerpos y miradas en imperativos suaves que se desmarcan de toda orden, o m\u00e1s bien son \u00f3rdenes inapelables de la vida. En ellas la ciudad se confunde con el buque, el agua y las mitolog\u00edas oscuras. Est\u00e1n todos los materiales de la tierra, minerales, vegetales, animales, que se alternan y amalgaman para expresar dolor y regeneraci\u00f3n. De lo humano, es el yo y el t\u00fa en plurales elocuentes, pronombres y cuerpos que residen en sus partes acerc\u00e1ndose al otro. El nosotras como nudos tersos acompa\u00f1ados de s\u00ed mismos, en dialogo perpetuo con el espejo.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">Leer <i>Ca\u00eddas <\/i>es oler vientos y temores oscuros, tocar texturas que cobijan, nutren y sorprenden. Es acoger la infancia en el presente, el amor en cubos, ventanas, frutas y nubes. M\u00e1s que caer flotar, m\u00e1s que caer caminar hasta el fondo de las cosas.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\"><b>Traducir <i>Nudos<\/i>, de Teresa Soto, al franc\u00e9s\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">Traducir es entrar en una selva agitada y tupida, sin machete y con sandalias. A las espaldas, la mochila intangible de las lenguas, de la propia vida. Ah\u00ed entramos (somos dos, casi de la mano). Impresiona la maleza, nos preguntamos c\u00f3mo vamos a devolver esas trenzas sin confiscarlas, sin desampararlas. C\u00f3mo vamos a retornar los trinos y los crujidos, las telas, las maderas, para que otros los disfruten, los entiendan tambi\u00e9n. \u201cTambi\u00e9n\u201d, no \u201cigual\u201d. No existen tales gemelos, y eso es un alivio.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\">\u00bfC\u00f3mo devolver unas sonoridades en otras, unos sentidos en otros, despu\u00e9s de atravesar la agitaci\u00f3n de las infinitas interpretaciones? Hay que saltar sobre piedras y esquivar ramas despu\u00e9s de tocarlas con cari\u00f1o. \u00bfC\u00f3mo sonar\u00e1n los latidos en otro ritmo, en otros bosques? Echamos los miedos por la borda de la canoa y nos adentramos con alegr\u00eda en yerros, aciertos y sorpresas. Y los versos reaparecen despu\u00e9s de caminar mucho. Son un poco nuestros.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;\"><strong><span style=\"color: #2dbda7;\">La autora explica y recita Ca\u00eddas <span style=\"color: #808080;\"><a style=\"color: #808080;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.ivoox.com\/17655988\">aqu\u00ed<\/a>\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\"><b>Soto, Teresa.\u00a0<i>Ca\u00eddas<\/i>, ediciones Incorpore, Barcelona, 2016.\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-size: 16px;\"><b>Soto, Teresa.\u00a0<i>Nudos<\/i>, (edici\u00f3n biling\u00fce espa\u00f1ol-franc\u00e9s), <a href=\"http:\/\/incorpore.org\/fr\/babil-poesie\/caidas\/\">ediciones Incorpore<\/a>, pr\u00f3xima publicaci\u00f3n.<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;\"><strong>Teresa Soto<\/strong> (Oviedo, 1982).\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;\">Es poeta y ha publicado los libros \u00a0<i>Un poemario<\/i>\u00a0(Rialp, 2008, Premio Adon\u00e1is),\u00a0<i>Erosi\u00f3n en paisaje<\/i>\u00a0(Vaso Roto, 2011),\u00a0<i>Nudos\u00a0<\/i>(Arrebato Libros, 2013) y\u00a0<i>Ca\u00eddas\u00a0<\/i>(<i>in<\/i>corpore, 2016).\u00a0Ha vivido en Estados Unidos, Italia, Egipto y L\u00edbano. Vive en Madrid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: 'trebuchet ms', geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;\"><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/lascriticas.com\/index.php\/lascriticas\/deerie-sariols\/\">Acerca de Deerie Sariols Persson<\/a>\u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ca\u00eddas Caer en picado, de cabeza, caerse, caer juntos o separados, caer en solitario. Ca\u00edda hacia abajo con los ojos abiertos, buscando la sequedad y encontrando fuerza en el dolor del hundimiento. \u00bfCaer implica siempre hacerse da\u00f1o? No forzosamente, nos dice la poes\u00eda de Teresa Soto. 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