![]() ![]() Browsing the stacks for unexpected gems, I came across the poetry section, which took up no more than a single rectangle on one shelf. Recently, I moved to a new town, and our local library is beautiful-castle-like-but small. And I still hold Sandra Cisneros in high regard. A cruel editor might even comment, 'This is the pits.'"īut, yea. We poets read published work like this and say to ourselves, "Really?" Then we think, "If I sent that in, it'd be rejected sixty-six ways to Sunday. Here's an example of a poem that wasn't so peachy keen: ![]() At least this collection gets stronger as it goes. I was a bit disappointed, then, to see that I preferred Cisneros's vignettes to her poetry. And many vignettes in that book are sheer poetry themselves. ![]() After teaching her collection of vignettes, The House on Mango Street, over and over and did I say over(?) again, I wondered what Cisneros's poetry would look like.Įsperanza, the autobiographical protagonist in Mango, after all, speaks more than once of her poetry. This book is wicked old (as they say in these parts), coming out in 1987. ![]()
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