Author's e-books - poetry. Page - 29
Poems are strong things. The words mean so much more than what they seem. (More will be added as I write more poems, so don't worry, this will be finished... Sooner or later.)
BTW Not every poem I may put here is mine, "Karen" is an example.
If I remember where it came from I'll try to remember to credit.
The last thing Ruby Tabeata expected on her way to a Jack Kerouac reading was to be hauled to the police station. Just a few weeks shy of her twelfth birthday in 1958, Ruby lives in Greenwich Village and dreams of meeting famous poets while writing her own poetry. Instead, she is accused of trying to steal fruit from a local vendor and forced to go into a children’s home. Her only choice is to follow her heart—and find the one thing she needs with the power to help her heal.
Family members, especially grandparents are a valuable source of inspiration. I grew up listening to my maternal grandmother's stories about her life, about my mother and what it was like to live in the Dominican Republic during a dictatorship. This memoir is a conversation I had with her not long after I returned from traveling to Puerto Rico and Mexico.
Poems are strong things. The words mean so much more than what they seem. (More will be added as I write more poems, so don't worry, this will be finished... Sooner or later.)
BTW Not every poem I may put here is mine, "Karen" is an example.
If I remember where it came from I'll try to remember to credit.
The last thing Ruby Tabeata expected on her way to a Jack Kerouac reading was to be hauled to the police station. Just a few weeks shy of her twelfth birthday in 1958, Ruby lives in Greenwich Village and dreams of meeting famous poets while writing her own poetry. Instead, she is accused of trying to steal fruit from a local vendor and forced to go into a children’s home. Her only choice is to follow her heart—and find the one thing she needs with the power to help her heal.
Family members, especially grandparents are a valuable source of inspiration. I grew up listening to my maternal grandmother's stories about her life, about my mother and what it was like to live in the Dominican Republic during a dictatorship. This memoir is a conversation I had with her not long after I returned from traveling to Puerto Rico and Mexico.