Eres mi flor y canto

Suspended in mid air
Between tears that
Drip from flower petals
That dance in Autumn
Waiting to land on hands
After waltzing with the
Wild wind

Mi Canto,
Dulce como el sudor
Del árbol frágil
Que cuelga sus ramas
Al escuchar tu triste voz

Que canta el mariachi
Tristemente hacía la luna castigada
Por las olas del mar

Eres mi flor,

Author: Edward Vidaurre

Born in East L.A., CA in 1973, Raised in Boyle Heights in the projects of Aliso Village, Known to his friends as Barrio Poet, Vidaurre says:” Sometimes the barrio claims us, holds us by our feet like roots in its field of chalk outlines closed off by the screaming yellow tape being pulled from its soul.”
Vidaurre is the founder of Pasta, Poetry & Vino and Barrio Poet Productions. He has been nominated for a pushcart prize for his poem, “Lorca in the Barrio” and is working with VAO publising on an on line literary journal called “La Noria” and also is co-editing an anthology called “Twenty” for Newtown, CT through El Zarape Press with Daniel Garcia Ordaz and Katie Hoerth. Vidaurre is the Arts Events Coordinator for the City of Edinburg, TX.


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