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Saturday, February 19 from 2011
Presentation of the anthology Hotel Quequén IV. Submarine



Verses with the sea

The book contains stories, poems and philosophical essays on the sea and the beach Susan Cella, Cristina Peña, Diego Di Vicenzo, Diego Bentivegna, Daniel Freidemberg and Mercedes Araujo, among others. We present this weekend in Quequén. Silvina Friesen


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Marina Serrano and Cecilia Roman poets of the editorial and creative young enamoradas.Una Let us walk along a beach on the Atlantic coast. Lots umbrellas, strollers, hawkers, boys hinchapelotas crying non-stop and ask for things, chub colorinches and muscular and tanned lifeguard until she is stepping on the little water from the shore. "What is the nature knew who invented the sea," says this creature imagined by Carlos Bernatek in the first text of the anthology Hotel Quequén IV. Submarine, published by Let's love, which brings together stories, poems and philosophical essays on the sea and the beach Susan Cella, Christina Pina, Diego Di Vicenzo, Diego Bentivegna, Daniel Freidemberg, Mercedes Araujo, Marina Serrano, Enrique Butti, Cecilia Roman, Juan Bautista García Bazán and Elba Serafini. The book will be launched this weekend at the spa Monte Pasubio (Quequén), the same place where the publisher was launched five years ago. There will be readings and literary talks open and free-outdoor-, seasoned, as appropriate, with cold beer, smoothies, soft and matte, the fuel necessary to grease the lovely liturgy that is celebrated upon hearing the voice of the writers on eternal rhythm of the sea.



Blow by blow, fighting in a taekwondo tournament. So they met Marina Serrano and Cecilia Roman poets and creators of Let love. Hotel Quequén IV is the fulfilled dream of a handful of friends. "One day we were with the square Pueyrredón Marina in the city of Santa Fe, where I live, and we came Quequén give continuity to the project, which began in 2006 with the anthology of Argentina," recalls Roman poets. But as this time things had changed, because we had a lot of money to make a huge event and I also live far away and everything is complicated to organize, we decided to put together a book that take texts from friends and everyone minded their own corrections , then get together on the beach and read. We want to make a feast of friendship, celebrating with readings. "



The issue of poets, essayists, storytellers and dives in the sea water," the purest and most polluted "according to Heraclitus, as indicated in the text delicious García Bazán. Maybe between the aqueous and enjoyable beach experience will find something more of themselves. And back with his hands ments come by these small finds. Roman can sketch suggests a link between the Pampa, Patagonia and the beach. "Quequén beach is not cool, is not popular at the time of choosing a destination for the summer, he cautions, in fact, there to explain that is next to Necochea for people to locate, but those beaches that have been leaving the port of the field have a very interesting spice aftertaste of the Conquest of the Desert, and to just plain lonely forgotten, precisely because not a popular or fashionable destination for holidays. But do not forget that Quequén is one of the overseas ports in the country. "



the anthology texts weave a plot, historical and poetic. In "A picture" by Diego Di Vicenzo, the narrator recalls a weekend in Villa Gesell with his former partner. "The sea is like that which I tell you in vain. Comes and goes, the waves rise and fall, remove and clean, "he says. Susana Cella ends his poem "No sea today," three verses in which vibrate ancestral pain: "And now, today lost salt water / surface is just grim where plastic bags / sail east to the garbage heap common. " The beginning of "The language of the islands," Cristina Piña, could encrypt the coordinates of a fruitful exchange "was introduced to the language of others / as a body thrown into the sea-water without backwater no pity for drowning / that, helplessly, / struggle in the throat of desire. "



The task of finding relationships between texts as different as those included in the book is complex. "Maybe this is the best bet: diversity, as at a beach where all come together and bathe in the sea itself," says Roman. "The thinking that drives the book might relate to the possibility of combining different wills of personalities as diverse and as varied ways of writing, a common excuse is that reading the sea. And always with the original idea of \u200b\u200bcontinuing the saga of Quequén Hotel, which began with poetry of our country, followed with stories and then returned to poetry, but Latin America ", clarifies.



Serrano-poet, editor and kinesiologist physiatrist-plays at home. Born in Quequén in 1973. Before partying for payments expected to organize a minimum of formal lectures. The remaining time will be available for discussion "natural." "The readings are quite short protocol, simply put the amp pointing to the beach, especially to where it is the largest number of people and force them to listen. Many grateful to have found out something new. "You are not scripted or a roadmap stipulated in advance. "We are on the beach, we read in shorts, talk about things dear. And what we want, most of the time, is literature, "adds Serrano, author Training hospital and the diastasis of the tibia Long, in the anthology attacks with "Mimimoon", a story he wrote in memory of the sailors killed in Quequén, 9 July 2004.



long ago that poetry and prose are immersed in the same waters. "The dialogue is increasingly clear, raises Romana. What is interesting is to see the center of a text, whether a story or a poem, see the sea and the beach are giving birth to the word, and it is not necessary to separate the genders if grace, ultimately, is to read the maritime center, incidentally, appears in the form of a poem, a narrative or a trial. "

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