This short book of poetry is like a chest that opens up full of mystery...it has a complex symbolism, since its author, Carlos Navarrete Mir???, was a professor of Philosophy and had a deep and extensive knowledge of the subject. On the one hand, in this strange setting, there are Harlequin and Columbine, eternal characters of Italian Comedy. It is hopeless love, being mocked to the core, but still insisting on the commitment... Death appears, when the mocked lover knows that this fate is better than falling out of love. A ...
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This short book of poetry is like a chest that opens up full of mystery...it has a complex symbolism, since its author, Carlos Navarrete Mir???, was a professor of Philosophy and had a deep and extensive knowledge of the subject. On the one hand, in this strange setting, there are Harlequin and Columbine, eternal characters of Italian Comedy. It is hopeless love, being mocked to the core, but still insisting on the commitment... Death appears, when the mocked lover knows that this fate is better than falling out of love. A biting and ferocious parallelism is established between the mocked lover and the prisoner who is going to be executed and torn apart by the Holy Inquisition... The irony of seeing oneself in the pillory but accepting one's fate. Finally...the sleeper...who prefers to continue dreaming, not to be awakened from his lie...even knowing that she will abandon him. Life as a dream, and as a cruel game, that leads us to fatality. It's certainly autobiographical. "We wake up from the dream we are in, when deadly wounded, we realise that love is no more...we wake up when we see, that our mask falls off, and all is comedy, drama and fake. Life is just a game of chance. This work is a reflection, as a mirror, of dreams come true" Mar???a Rita Navarrete Navarro, Carlos Navarrete Mir???'s daughter and editor of this book.
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