Friday, January 22, 2021

Village Poets Present Maura Harvey, Poet and Painter, CQ Editor - January 24, 2021 at 4:30 pm on Zoom


Village Poets of Sunland Tujunga and California State Poetry Society are pleased to present poet and artist Maura Harvey on Zoom. Two segments of open mic readings will be available for poets in attendance. The feature will take place on Sunday, January 24, 2021 at 4:30 pm. Zoom invitations will be sent to Village Poets email list and upon request sent to Maja Trochimczyk Only guests with names (not Admin, not IPhone User, etc.) will be admitted to the reading. Meeting number and password are required).

This presentation is partly sponsored by the Dignity Health Foundation, through a grant for "Close to Nature" Project for Phoenix Houses of Los Angeles, with the California State Poetry Society  as one of the collaborating partners. 

Ethiopian Guardians by Maura Harvey

Maura Harvey is an award-winning bilingual poet, whose work has appeared in collected works and venues  from San Diego to Venezuela.  Her art has been exhibited internationally from México to Istanbul. She feels at home in the world because her home is where her art takes her. More information:

El jardín de los recuerdos

de mi padre aprendí a amar

el cactus de orquídea

con sus flores suntuosas color magenta

las que apenas duran tres días

en su último año de vida

mi padre cantaba

romances tradicionales todas las mañanas

para espantar el porvenir

resucito sus plantas

por debajo de donde colgaban 

olvidadas entre la maleza,

con manos seguras las planto en nuevas macetas

con mi madre aprendo

de los días en el jardín de la familia:

cactus, naranjos, adelfas,

tíos, tías, primos, rosas rojas

luego se adormece

sueña con su infancia

las plantas cantan su sueño de primavera eterna:

tierra, lluvia y sol

Maura Harvey

Julio, 2020

Aix-en-Provance Fountain, by Maura Harvey

Garden of Memory

from my father I learned to love

the orchid cactus

epiphyllum with sumptuous magenta blooms,

the ones that last just three days

in his last year my father sang 

traditional ballads every morning

to frighten away the future

I resuscitate his plants,

pull them down from where they've hung

forgotten in the overgrowth,

with sure hands plant them in new pots

with my mother I learn

about days

in the family garden:

cactus, orange trees,oleanders,

uncles, aunts, red roses

then she nods off,

dreams of her childhood

the plants sing their dream of eternal spring:

soil, rain and sun

Maura Harvey

July, 2020

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