Karlos Aretxabaleta (Kigali, 1990) and Mikel Manso (Gurutzeta, 1990) have joined Jon Amorrortu of Deusto, who is also of age, to put the drawing into his poetry. A black and white illustration, very colorful for the poems that I've found. The book was elegant to them. The three represent a generation that walks along the web, knows literature, dares to write with an extraordinary freshness about life: “Chess game on the table,/ My rival is Marko Aurelio./ Reason as a judge.” It is the same generation that makes editor, especially publishes for itself, likes circles. Written in that protection, but worthy of mention, the Painted Word I do not know if it will be easy or difficult to find, but it is worth seeing how the lack of experience and spontaneous mastery are often married.

Mikel Manso is more fond of repetitions, sonorities and games and music. Rima too. He likes gemebundas lines and people's first short, naked words. Sometimes it is directed at surrealism, song or ballad: “You can’t know, you can’t guess, because there you have / cry to dry, / to wash the blood, / a lighted / mogite in the air / to laugh, for you.” Playing but in depth, she is able to talk about the mother with the innocence of the children, and with the classic way of dressing tribal themes.

Karlos Aretxabaleta, for his part, is the counterpoint. Descriptive poetry, philosophical poetry. Some pieces are almost in the field of storytelling, it tells stories: “Once I was a child,/ a friend, embarrassed, confessed to me:/ Looking straight into my eyes and taking me from my hands/ – My heart speaks.” And with worldly events, it approaches the essence of the world.

In the book is not just the search for beauty. Above all, there is a search for one's own voice. As for their form of positioning themselves in the literature, the two authors tend to go to the bottom, guided by the need to speak. More directly or indirectly, we feel the passion to shake ghosts: “We talk about our vision of the world and of life, completing our desires
with drawings.” Images and two paths that cross in this book. One is the path of beautiful forms of language, another is the path of the pleasure of storytelling. Painted Words is a good effort on the road to sublimation, which remains at every moment in a mere purpose, but in any case daring and interesting.