Favio Castan is writer as well. Has published several books of stories and poems. There is a conflict of ideas to wether he is the writer that paints, or the artist that writes. Here are some of his poems.
Self-Defense
I ignore those erudite
authorities without remorse
all discrete victims of vanity
able to perpetuate triviality
any message for me is valid
as far as it gets in our conscience
without violence.
-A poetry?
Even the most pretentious
and flattering of creations
is valid in the right moment
or just to be used as a therapeutic way
for our senses.
And Yes!
Poetry is the soul’s revelation
and the same time rebellion
against the rigidity of speech and mind. -Favio Castan
MASTERPIECE
I often dream of Jerusalem where nearly everything is sacred including the noises thirsty for newness and emotions I enjoy the photos Holy visions.. Beautiful visions.. Tough forgiveness light and shadows I miss the voices I hear the silence I was struck by the idea howperpetuate the image Bible readings on Sunday I was thinking there I really was thinking it never is too late to be kissed by inspiration for God blesses.
-Favio Castan
Cuban Rafters
There is a striking distance
between two question marks
scares the unexplorable sketch
of the intention
which spreads sweeping and cold
Before us
while the crowd is murmuring
looking at our poor luggage
without return
perhaps wishing us a good trip
perhaps wishing to share the risk
there are those who feel sorry for us
But always there is someone else
who will dare
do it tomorrow.
- Favio Castán.
At Least
I’m hiding here in the most remote of taverns where my senses are spreading flying beside the blemish The smoke of my cigarette dances with females smells a blue and cruel tango among endless moans and grotesques grimaces. My reflections are getting lost in a generous neckline while the liquor sores my throat I caress another's thighs they pretending pleasure juggles of flesh as long as the sin lasts I will be here.. hiding away
