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The Foundation Carmen Conde-Antonio Oliver, with the collaboration of the Culture Department of the City of Cartagena, has launched a new season of Poetry Classroom Carmen Conde, a meeting place where poets can showcase their creations and concerns to amateur this literary genre, a forum, which until its establishment in November 2009, the city lacked.

Within the schedule of the new season of Poetry Classroom Carmen Conde Luis Eduardo Aute intervene with a poetry reading to be held on Friday, April 1 at 20.00 hours s, in the multipurpose room of the Municipal Archives of Cartagena.

Luis Eduardo Aute (Manila, 1943) is a musician, filmmaker, painter and poet.

These are some of their LPs: Rodrigo y Gimena Dialogues (1968), 24 Short Songs (1967-68) (1968), Rito (1973), Foam (1974), Babel (1975), Sarcophagus (1976) ; Albanta (1978), De Par en Par (1979), Alma (1980), Fuga (1981), Among Friends (1983), Melee (1984), Knot (1985), 20 Love Songs and a Poem Desperate (1986), Temple (1987), Seconds Out (1989); Phew!

(Ariola, 1991) Slowly (1992), Treachery (1995); Air / Invisible (1998), Wings and Bullets (Virgin, 2003); Auterretratos Vol 1 (2003); Auterretratos Vol 2 (2005); To date today (BMG Ariola, 2007) and random Smoke (2007); Memorable body (2008); Auterretratos Vol.3 (2009), Outdoor (2010).

He has published, among other books: The liturgy of the disorder (1978), Temple of meat (1986), Back Water (2002); animalh (2005); AnimaLhito (2007) and No fifth animal (2010).

POEM

D'Artagnan Musketeer TAKE TO BE

There are evenings, sometimes (and one not sure if the heat through the window, the light of the bricks of the landscape that is occupied or, perhaps, that bad taste of sleep that attaches to the tongue after trying the rest a nap failed), it takes something more than cautious.

And everything, even the noise of cars, still remains as a skeleton music stopped perpetuating the great laugh.

Yes, there are some eternal afternoons are over and they, the pursued goals beings and other deaths I declare anathema (or anameta if you will) not be more goal (or theme, both mounted) to be.

Yes, there are evenings that take a little more than let me be cautious.

Source: Ayuntamiento de Cartagena