He is known mainly for the interpretation and performance of his own work. Such work is rare and composed offreeverses with a great preponderance of strength and rhythm. Oroza is upon all a great reciter. His poetry is, as music, mainly to be heard because Oroza is a lover of orality, 'the loudness of the words' as he says. He considers books a 'cemetery of signs' . He is also considered a wicked poet and an alchemyst. In the 1960s when he was living in Madrid, he became famous in the literary-poetic environment of the Café Gijón , oasis of national coexistence, culture and contra cultural movements during Franco’s dictatorship. At that time he founded, along with Victor Lizarraga and Victoria Paniagua, the Tropos magazine and participated in infinite jazz-poetry recitals. He was living in Madrid, Ibiza and the U.S., where he was awarded with the InternationalUnderground Poetry award of New York and, incognito, he came back to his own land in 1985. Oroza’s poetry is often considered in form and content attached to the Beat Generation though he never belonged to any movement. Carlos Oroza, acratic and poet, walks by Vigo like a walking contraculture symbol. 'What strange beings... those who are normal!' , he reflects aloud. Oroza has been living in Vigo for more than a pair of decades, after discovering the light of the city and deciding to include Vigo in his permanent vital exodus. He follows single and free to the last signs of consumism. He says that he lives as a poet: 'I believe inthe world like a paradise, not like a sacrifice' . Oroza is a legendary name in the literary circles in spite of his isolation. He has a lots of followers. Marginal People, rock’s people and all that stuff, who does not really read poetry habitually uses to go to his recitals. About his mystical performances two things: 'Words dream I name them ', 'Poetry is singing more than any other thing and, those who listen to it, find the scent of the tribe' . He said too that his work 'is the one of a Nordic poet, that covets the distant thing, the light. Not only the light of the sun, but also the light of thinking' . About promoting himself he says: 'I feel like a monkey in a cage' . A time ago, Oroza appeared between the eight last Bohemian writers of Spain, but in his opinion this is 'pure literature' . In 2008, the Spanish ex-Minister of Culture, Cesar Antonio Molina, who was also the director of Cervantes Institute and responsible for delivering the Laxeiro Award 2008 which grants the Foundation Laxeiro to the poet. Cesar Antonio Molina, who is also a writer and an admirer of the work of the poet, was moreover responsible for writing the prologue of the book En el norte hay un mar que es más alto que el cielo. According to Cesar Antonio Molina 'nobody knows Oroza's address because that would be like knowing the whereabouts of the wind or the one of the breeze' .
En el norte hay un mar que es más alto que el cielo, first edition 1997, reviewed and expanded in 2005, 3º edition 2008.
Un sentimiento ingrávido recorre el ambiente ,, Raiña Lupa y Yves Rivière
''Video Poems''
Caballum RTVG Production Elencar
''Honours and awards''
New York Underground Poetry award Fundación Laxeiro Award 2008
Miscellany
His recently lost friend, Francisco Umbral said that 'Oroza is the only one who has returned Poetry to its sacred and violent origin. He was the wicked poet of the Café Gijón in Madrid, the Bohemian of the 1960s, the man who rose against Vietnam's War, short books and snobs with espadrille panties. He had a profile of Cesar Vallejo and another one of Dante Alighieri. Today already we know that, with his wordish and unique poetry, he has stayed as a slippery myth of 1968' . Umbral still remembered Oroza’s facet of 'a malicious and inspired ácrata when the Café Gijón 'was his trench' and 'he lived single, he slept in a crunchy newspapers bed and took his poems a walk by the Great Gran Via'. According to Umbral Oroza is 'an anticlassic one' , 'a great poet who has saved himself from the official poetry. And soon it is his prodigious way to say verses' . 'Oroza is the only one that has given back the poetry to its sacred and violent origin of creation, blasphemy, sonorous and scorching light, of male salmody and loose, single, lost, reflective word. A rapsodian, an aeda andean, but making chips the Greek lyre' .
