3 mar. 2016

from my book THE LIGHTS AT MY TEMPLE

B O L E R O

Do not pressure me
Do not ask of me more than I can give
Do not box me in
or give me a schedule
     or limits.

Do not complicate me
with doubts
    or questions.
Do not drain my calm.
Do not trespass my borders.

There is a neutral point
where we can meet

and there I will love you
   love you
   love you.

Translated by Fiona Griffin. From the original LAS LUCES EN LA SIEN, 1993.


29 jun. 2015

From my upcoming book A COMMON LOVE

 

Innocence Lost

                                                to Soledad Illanes

 

This afternoon the city envelops us,
life seduces us,
its ebullience deceives.

We stroll arm-in-arm along these avenues
the two of us repeating that we are women
with fire inside.
We’re unafraid of loneliness or wine,
we know caresses and kisses
births and separations.

We land in the center of Dupont Circle
among pigeon shit,
modern bookstores, and lunatics,
rapid subway trains, umbrella vendors,
other pairs like us, cars with diplomatic plates,
Mediterranean restaurants.

One glance at the lascivious sun.
Spontaneous smiles at the knowledge
of life, innocence lost
gone with the tears of two grown women
princesses who play at defiance
in the twenty-first century
unafraid of loneliness or wine.


Translated by Fiona Griffin.

 

 

 

 

9 oct. 2014


LA TOLTECA ZINE, New Mexico
´SE HABLA ESPAÑOL¨  FALL Issue, 2014

With essays by Edith Grossman, Sandra Cisneros, Indran Amirthanayagam and others. Interviews, new poetry, and more...
 
By Milagros Terán
 

I started writing poetry since I was 11, in my hometown of Leon, Nicaragua. My country is known for its love of poetry, and its poets, and that was transmitted to me both at home, and at school. We had a good library and I started learning poems by heart, poems that I would recite to family and friends, and at school shows.

My parents are both Nicaraguans, their parents and grandparents too so Spanish has been our tongue for many generations. But since I grew up in the 70s and English was already gaining a lot of ground in Nicaragua, I had to take English as a second language at school. I grew up with it, really, listening to songs by Cat Stevens, Elton John, ´and groups like Bread or Supertramp, where I would write the lyrics of the songs down, on paper, to recite them along later when our friends gathered to listen to them.

It was part of my academic upbringing, learning a second or third language. In Middle School we started with English, and by Junior and Senior year the Catholic nuns in my school had already introduced French. That, combined with the study of literary greats like Edgar Allan Poe, and Ezra Pound in translation gave me the curiosity to deepen my knowledge of it, of its culture and its people.

So it was a given that I had to go to the United States to polish what I had learned at school, and that’s how I went to Michigan during the winter break of my HS Sophomore year to spend time going to school with American girls to learn English, even though I was on vacation at home. My parents had decided early on that once I was finished with high school I would return to the USA, so I went to Boston to finish learning English, while I also kept away from the dangers of the uprising Nicaraguan revolution in 1979.

While Spanish is the language of my heart, I also have discovered that English is the language of my reason. Maybe because in poetry words are more precise and more definite, so you have to be very careful what you choose, also because Spanish is more musical and poetry is music to the ears. Perhaps because I have an ear for music, and poetry flows more naturally to me.

It seems to me that while I relish more writing prose in English than in Spanish, I also enjoy the challenge of poetry translation from Spanish to English where the real test is finding a word that not only conveys the same but that also has the same number of syllables to make up for the nice sound it has in its original version. So it is not only the meaning but the challenge of sound and music that affect the poem.

I have published four books of poetry and a work of fiction. ‘The Lights At My Temple’ Selected Poems, appeared last year, translated by Fiona Griffin.
 
 
 
MILAGROS TERAN. Winner of the National Poetry Prize Mariana Sansón, Nicaragua (2007). Recipient of the Delaware Humanities Forum Award (2005, 2006). Guest Poet at the US Library of Congress (1996, 2004 & 2006).
Poet, essayist, literary critic and translator. Born in León, Nicaragua, where she was first published at 17 years of age in La Prensa Literaria. She has a Diplôme de Français, (1987) Université de Québec à Chicoutimi, Canada. Université Laval, Quebec, Canada. Diploma in International Relations, (1989). Ministerio del Exterior/, ISRI Managua; BA in Languages and Literature from George Mason University, Virginia (1996), and an MA in Latin American Literature from the University of Maryland--College Park (1998).
Her publications include Las Luces en la Sien. Managua: Vanguardia, 1993 (poetry); Plaza de los Comunes. Managua: Anama, NORAD, 2001 (poetry); Sol Lascivo, ANIDE-HIVOS 2007 (poetry); “El Diario de una poeta" Revista Exégesis (Puerto Rico) (1994) short story, and Poemas de Una Niña, Managua: Fondo Editorial Libros para Niños 2010 (poetry), which is a collection of poems written when she was only 13 years of age. Two such poems were recently acquired by the Publishing House McGraw Hill in the United States, to appear in 5th grade text books.
Her new bilingual book, The Lights at My Temple (Managua: Leteo, 2013) is a selection of her first poetry collection, 1982-1992.
Her poems have been published and anthologized in Canada, the United States, México, El Salvador, Nicaragua, Honduras, Costa Rica, Argentina, Chile, Brazil, Spain, France, England, Italy, Mozambique and Zimbabwe.
She has been translated and published in English, French, Italian and Portuguese.