In the hearts of the children of the nation still vibrates the sentence of that verse about Santiago de Cuba, synthesis of Homeland and love, delivered not only to poetry as destiny but to the Revolution as hope.
“It is Santiago de Cuba, do not be amazed at anything” is the identity ode of the poet that Cuba physically lost that unforgettable June, to continue today with his people.
In art was his homeland, as well as the virtue of humility in the literary world, in his daily acts, in his own existence, in the substance of his poetics.
Manuel Navarro Luna is one of those men who goes beyond for his early commitment to justice and freedom, for his ethical and ideological principles with true effectiveness, for enkindling his lyric in very difficult times.
Averse to applause, owner of a plural modesty, the poet and militant was a Cuban who knew he was useful, grateful for his teaching, the cleanliness of his soul and the beauty of his work.
Although you left that June 15, 1966, your lit and infinite poetry is so strong that fate triumphs, death triumphs, disarms the certainty of your goodbye.
