Josemari met only by sight.
The first images that I keep it are the times I saw him often in the audience of poetry readings and literary conferences in Lima in the late 80's and early 90's. I was marked by his figure seemed that he kept a friend from my childhood. When I began my studies at the Catholic University I saw him from the corridors of the flag of Humanities, the cafeteria or the roundabout. When I entered the specialty of literature share classrooms and one table in a conference of students.
also remember him on an evening in college, at the time was loaded on the sneak-Peru tricilo one of the gardeners of roses and tore to handle by tontódromo, legendary rider was on the faculty at the Central Library. He wore a passenger on the truck Montserrat Alvarez, another great poet. They were both dying of laughter. That image of reckless mischief it stuck in memory, and another, the last time I saw him. It was a night I celebrated with college friends at the bar the hut something, or maybe nothing. He was unaccompanied in another table. And then out of the store when I asked permission to take a picture for my Photo Anthology of Peruvian poets of the twentieth century, he said, which amused and agreed. And that's the picture that now I wanted to share with readers of his poetry, these days celebrating the publication of his book the sun and other poems , edited by Intermezzo Tropical .
My infinite thanks to colleagues in the journal El Comercio de Lima for giving publicity to this photo rescued, August 1999, in its supplement The Sunday (28.febrero.2010). Now back to posting here with higher quality and not rename or authorship, as this photograph and not mine. It is all followers of the life and works of Peruvian poet Josemari Recalde Rojas (Lima, 1973 - 2000). For them going.
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