{"id":19192,"date":"2017-01-09T19:08:53","date_gmt":"2017-01-09T18:08:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.revuenoire.com\/en\/?p=19192"},"modified":"2022-11-09T12:11:59","modified_gmt":"2022-11-09T11:11:59","slug":"reinaldo-arenas-cuba","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.revuenoire.com\/en\/reinaldo-arenas-cuba\/","title":{"rendered":"Reinaldo ARENAS – Cuba"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Reinaldo Arenas was born in 1943, in Holg\u00fbn (Cuba). He left for USA in 1980. Affected by Aids, he kills himself in 1990. Only his first novel has been published in Cuba 'Celestino antes del alba'<\/i> (Ed. Uni\u00f3n). <\/span><\/p>\n

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\nPublished writings\u00a0in Spain by publishers Montesinos, Argos Vergara, Seix Barral et Tusquets : Ceslestino antes del alba (Le Puits) 1967 ; El Mundo alucinante (Le Monde hallucinant) 1969 ;
\nPublished writings\u00a0translated from Spanish (Cuba) in English and in French (by publishers Seuil, Presses de la Renaissance, Arcane 17 et Juillard) :\u00a0
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\n'El mundo alucinante'<\/i>, 1982 ;\u00a0'Le monde hallucinant' 1969 ; 'Hallucinations'<\/i> (2001) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'Cantando en el pozo'<\/i> (1982) (titre d'origine 'Celestino antes del alba'<\/i> (1967) ; 'Le Puits' ;
\n'Singing from the Well'<\/i> (1987) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'El palacio de las blanquisimas mofetas'<\/i> (1982) ; 'Le palais des tr\u00e8s blanches mouffettes' ; 'The Palace of the White Skunks'<\/i> (1990) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'Arturo, la estrella m\u00e1s brillante'<\/i> (1984) ; 'Arturo, l'\u00e9toile la plus brillante' ;\u00a0
\n'Otra vez el mar'<\/i> (1982) ; 'Encore une fois la mer' ; 'Farewell to the Sea'<\/i> (1987) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'El color del verano'<\/i> (1982) ;\u00a0The Color of Summer<\/i> (1990) ;\u00a0'La Couleur de l'Et\u00e9'<\/i>\u00a0(1980) ;
\n<\/span>'El Asalto'<\/i> (1990) ;\u00a0The Assault<\/i> (1992) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'El portero'<\/i> (1987) ;\u00a0The Doorman<\/i> (1991) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'Antes que anochezca'<\/i> (1990), 'Avant la nuit'<\/span>\u00a0traduction Liliane Hasson, Actes Sud, 2000 ;\u00a0Before Night Falls<\/i> (1993) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'Mona and Other Tales'<\/i> (2001), traductions anglaises d'un recueil de nouvelles parues en Espagne (1995 -\u00a02001) ;\u00a0
\n'La vieja Rosa'<\/i> (1980) ;\u00a0Old Rosa<\/i> (1989) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'La Loma del Angel'<\/i> (1987) ;\u00a0Graveyard of the Angels<\/i> (1987) ;\u00a0
\n<\/span>'Mille et Une nuits'<\/i> (2007) ; <\/p>\n

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Self -Epitaph<\/span><\/h1>\n

[One of his\u00a0last poems\u2026<\/p>\n

published in the\u00a0magazine RN 06 in Septembre 1992,
\noriginal text written in Spanish-Cuba\u00a0translated by Orlando Alom\u00e1]<\/span><\/p>\n

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A bad poet in love with the moon,<\/span><\/p>\n

he counted terror as his only fortune :<\/span><\/p>\n

and it was enough because, being no saint,<\/span><\/p>\n

he knew that life is risk or abstinence,<\/span><\/p>\n

that every great ambition is great insanity<\/span><\/p>\n

and the most sordid horror has its charm.<\/span><\/p>\n

He lived for life\u2019s sake, which means seeing death<\/span><\/p>\n

as a daily occurence on which we wager<\/span><\/p>\n

a splendid body or our entire lot.<\/span><\/p>\n

He knew the best things are those we abandon<\/span><\/p>\n

-- precisely because we are leaving.<\/span><\/p>\n

The everyday becomes\u2019 hateful,<\/span><\/p>\n

there\u2019 s just one place to live, the impossible.<\/span><\/p>\n

He knew imprisonment offenses<\/span><\/p>\n

typical of human baseness ;<\/span><\/p>\n

but was always escorted by a certain stoicism<\/span><\/p>\n

that helped him walk the tightrope<\/span><\/p>\n

or enjoy the morning\u2019s glory,<\/span><\/p>\n

And when he tottered, a window would appear<\/span><\/p>\n

for him to jump toward infinity.<\/span><\/p>\n

He wanted no ceremony, speech, mourning or cry,<\/span><\/p>\n

no sandy mound where his skeleton be laid to rest<\/span><\/p>\n

(not even after death he wished to live in peace).<\/span><\/p>\n

He ordered that his ashes be scattered at sea<\/span><\/p>\n

where they would be in constant flow.<\/span><\/p>\n

He hasn\u2019t lost the habit of dreaming :<\/span><\/p>\n

he hopes some adolescent. Will plunge into his waters.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Reinaldo Arenas,\u00a0New York, 1989<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

extract from\u00a0'Voluntad de vivir manifestandose', Ed. Betania, Madrid, 1989<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

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Autoepitafio<\/span><\/h1>\n

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Mal poeta enamorado de la luna,<\/span><\/p>\n

no tuvo m\u00e1s fortuna que el espanto;<\/span><\/p>\n

y fue suficiente pues como no era un santo<\/span><\/p>\n

sab\u00eda que la vida es riesgo o abstinencia<\/span><\/p>\n

que toda gran ambici\u00f3n es gran demencia<\/span><\/p>\n

y que el m\u00e1s s\u00f3rdido horror tiene su encanto.<\/span><\/p>\n

Vivi\u00f3 para vivir que es ver la muerte<\/span><\/p>\n

como algo cotidiano a la que apostamos<\/span><\/p>\n

un cuerpo espl\u00e9ndido o toda mestra suerte.<\/span><\/p>\n

Supo que lo mejor es aquello que dejamos<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2013 precisamente porque nos marchamos \u2013.<\/span><\/p>\n

Todo lo cotidiano resulta aborrecible,<\/span><\/p>\n

s\u00f3lo hay un lugar para vivir, el imposible.<\/span><\/p>\n

Conoci\u00f3 la prisi\u00f3n, el ostracismo,<\/span><\/p>\n

el exilio, las m\u00faltiples ofensas<\/span><\/p>\n

t\u00edpicas de la vileza humana ;<\/span><\/p>\n

pero siempre lo escolt\u00f3 cierto estoicismo<\/span><\/p>\n

que le ayud\u00f3 a caminar por cuerdas tensas<\/span><\/p>\n

o a disfrutar del esplendor de la ma\u00f1ana.<\/span><\/p>\n

Y cuando ya se bamboleaba surg\u00eda una ventana<\/span><\/p>\n

por la cual se lanzaba al infinito.<\/span><\/p>\n

No quiso ceremonia, discurso, duelo o grito,<\/span><\/p>\n

ni un t\u00famulo de arena donde reposase el esqueleto<\/span><\/p>\n

(ni despu\u00e9s de muerto quiso vivir quieto).<\/span><\/p>\n

Orden\u00f3 que sus cenizas fueran lanzadas al mar<\/span><\/p>\n

donde habr\u00e1n de fluir constantemente.<\/span><\/p>\n

No ha perdido la costumbre de so\u00f1ar :<\/span><\/p>\n

espera que en sus se zambulla alg\u00fan adolescente.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Reinaldo Arenas, Nueva York, 1989<\/span><\/p>\n

in 'Voluntad de vivir manifestandose', Ed. Betania (Madrid) 1989<\/span><\/p>\n

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