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FUSIONED - DIRECTED - WRITTEN AND CORRESPONDED BY: MENASSA 2002 WE
DON'T KNOW HOW TO SPEAK BUT WE DO IT IN SEVERAL LANGUAGES
INDIO
GRIS, IS A PRODUCT INDIO GRIS Nº 107 YEAR III EDITORIAL INTERVIEW
WITH THE POET MIGUEL OSCAR MENASSA MOM:
I don't know what your intention is when you ask me. Because it was written in a
poem, I can kiss you as I have kissed you some other time. And I can kindly
receive the ladies because it was written in a poem, because if not, I couldn't
kindly receive the person whom in some way is making me a favour and at the same
time disturbs me and interrupts me. But of course, with a conception about
interruption like ours, where the interruption is what gives pleasure to
leisure… Once
people learn to leave in the middle of football matches, to stop making love in
the middle, because that is what sick people do, but once normal people start
doing it for sure man will live longer. Generally we start a task only to start
it, then we don't find the pleasure in it because we have to give something to
the task in order to find pleasure in it. That's why that we (we is I, I don't
know if people are so tolerant), I don't make any kind of observation to a young
writer up to his third or fourth book. Why? Because with that which I may not
like (I'm a classic, I seem very modern though I'm very classic, I have seventy
thousand poets in my head), perhaps they are creating a new style. When he
already publishes his fourth book I can tell him: "Look son, as there is no
new style, I think you should write like everyone else does". P:
That attitude is important not only for the young, but for everyone who
approaches art or the expression… MOM:
I meant to say that, when leisure is prepared by the State, I have to abide by
my age: if I'm a 50 years old worker, I'll have the leisure for a fifty years
old; if I'm a 25 years old worker, the leisure of a 25 years old. Precisely art,
the artistic production, (the scientific production also but it is more
difficult that researchers who investigate the modern theories about how we are
going to die, might write verses, which is not easy either), requires some work.
That is to say, that it isn't that poetry or art are curative, but that art
contacts me with another world. I paint, I oblige myself, sooner or later,
to see how other men painted or the other way around, of so much seeing
how other men painted, of so much listening others' verses, one day I write
verses. Because there is nothing inside your belly, things are in libraries, in
books. In
each one's head there is a mother, and if you have a good mother, she warms you
up in winter, but nothing else. There are nerves in the head, things are in the
books, in the relationships. It happens to me with classic
medicine (I call medicine, classic medicine), in the sense that I
shouldn't recall anything because now I'm practising another profession and
besides I have another style, different to the medical style. However, if
someone who
knows something about medicine would appear here and talk to me about the
medical issue he happens to think about, I have there an operational memory, I
remember almost all the things that at sometime I knew. If this doesn't happen
to you, you have to practise. Psychoanalysis is very interesting, I learnt all
these things from psychoanalysis. Because a creator wants his work to be his,
but it isn't mine. And that was taught to me by psychoanalysis, I wouldn't ever
have been able to think about it, in spite of what the great poets used to say
"I is another", as if wanting to say that he who writes is another of
oneself. Madrid
is a wonderful city. I don't know Spain so much but Madrid is a wonderful city.
It is currently, though it hadn't been in another moment, a cultured city. That
is to say, it moves with the cultural universal parameters, it has recuperated
its level in the literary production. I would say that if I take into account
the last 30 years in Spain, concerning
women, women increased I don't know if five or six times the number of
women creators that there was 25 years ago. That is to say, it is something hard
to believe. A
minister of health, around 12 years ago, said that the girls studied medicine to
look for a boyfriend and in this way explained the scholar failure, the guy was
a complete stupid because now in the medicine faculty there are more women than
men. What does this mean? That we have to defeat all that. I'm not very
pro-feminist because women should also be educated a little, as I was educated,
as everybody was educated, but what they have done in this trial is disastrous,
it isn't that I'm pro-feminist, it is that one is against injustice,
if the judge or the prosecutor catches you, if you are making a
denouncement and the other one treats you as if you were a criminal, you end up
being the criminal. P:
Do you know of any cheap entertainment in Madrid? MOM:
If you refer to money, the cheapest thing is art: you take a little piece of
paper to wrap baloney and with the used pencil that the shop owner threw away
because it was no longer useful to him, you write the poem of the century and
good-bye, you enjoyed yourself like a pig, you didn't spend money, you have no
more appetite because you ate the poem, you saved in food and when your lover
comes you are with an unknown tension. But people don't want that, people want
to suffer, they want to ambition what they can't get, I start painting but it
doesn't suffice me, I don't enjoy. Do you know why I don't enjoy? Because I
don't resemble Dalí, and I suffer and suffer. No, I'm grateful to God and the
Holy Virgin to be able to paint. And you'll see that when they want to punish
me, they are going to do that to me, they are going to send me to the Gran
Hermano (Big Brother), where I think they don't even give you paper or a ballpen
so as not to influence you, and there I would die. Three
days ago I made a poem, the guy starts to separate nostalgia from remembrance,
pain from death, because he feels that all that is separable, but he comes and
says: "If I could I would separate my hand from my ballpen, the ballpen
from my thought and my thought from sexuality" but you can see that that is
impossible, because he said: "If I could". P:
What is your opinion about the cinema? MOM:
I like movies very much, besides there is a crisis at this moment. The
newspapers say so, in the sense that there are many movies already recorded,
made, which don't obtain an efficient distribution. People are a bit tired, not
of the realisations nor of the actors, because here there are, in some sectors,
some who are very good, but they are tired of what they make the actors do, of
the plots, of the scripts. Cinema
is healthy because it places you in front of another story. It is an art, in
spite that now it has come down in the world, it is an art, then it places you
in another story rather than yours, or in a similar story to yours, so much so
that it lifts the neurotic weight from you of thinking that what
happens, happens only to you. The cinema shows more easily than in the
novel, that in poetry, that there are people suffering worse things than you and
that there are people who suffer what you suffer and, fundamentally, there are
lives you wouldn't have thought of if you hadn't seen this film. P:
Do you write scripts for films? MOM:
Everything you ask me about that has to do with that, I do it. I don't do music
and singing because my relatives don't allow me to do them and as I love my
relatives too… No, because they say I do it very badly, so I can't stand to
see them suffer seeing me doing something in a bad way (I do everything well),
that's why I don't sing. but if not I would sing, because I really feel like
doing it… Don't
leave me, love Don't
leave me, love, Beyond
the hole that lives in you, Wideness
that we couldn't have together. Spaces,
ambitions,
DARLING, I only owe myself to you, enamoured goddess. This time
I'll treat you as great ladies are treated in the big temples. I'll write your name on silk pages. I'll join a
thousand bodies if necessary,
so that your voice, my lady, may have enough flesh to jump without
hesitation into the emptiness of death, the black hand of the future. And if some day it is necessary to rest, we'll rest.
We'll practise breathing exercises and, later, we'll sleep among hungry
suns of solitude and night. There will be mystery in our dreams and when
awakening you'll play the keyboard of pleasure and death only for me.
- A weekend that we can call dead. Almost nothing, only four pages in the
whole weekend. Yes, I behaved courageously with love. I made love several times
and in different positions and in different places of the house. Afterwards I
also drank lots of coffees, I masturbated several times, I smoked a hundred pot
cigarettes, I wrote two verses, but everything seemed to me rather quiet, rather
dead. I felt like phoning you and, afterwards I said to
myself, "The doctor must be writing some important thesis, I won't
bother him with my foolish things". But that truly didn't happen to me
before.
Darling, I had the necessity to like myself, in the
mere attempt of recalling you, and I masturbated without compassion.
And if you can't imagine it, INVENT IT. I'm
very calm, I hope to be able to check the temperature in order to live a
thousand years, the rest seems to me pure consciousness. Today I want to tell you, dear God, that I have
desisted from wanting to replace you. From now on, each time I need you,
I'll love you. It will be enough for me. I'll win, among men, many more
competitions than expected in my career to become, some dreamt day, God. I'm happy, very happy. I hope to hear from me more
often. A man that recognises himself in everything. A future is awaiting
for that man. I'm in the upward swing, history will finally tell me. This
coming year I'll be on the rise, everything will rise for me.
There is something that is burning upwards, a humour, a sun, some
words, everything is burning in the skies. I have resigned to be God, I'm saved. INDIO GRIS THIS IS ADVERTISING
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