Portraits

By Maía

Paperback

17 Oct 2023
ISBN 9781961334014
5.5 x 7.5 inches (139.7 x 190.5 mm)
62 pages
$14.99 USD

Ebook

17 Oct 2023
ISBN 9781961334021
$9.99 USD

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Portraits is a group of “poem-paintings” of human and more-than-human subjects whose lives and ways have inspired the poet. This volume includes homages to James Baldwin, Thomas Merton, Denise Levertov, Rachel Carson, Barry Lopez, Vincent van Gogh, and other humans, as well as sea sparrows, parrots, mockingbirds, and starling kin… mother ocean, old-man river, spruce groves and kelp… comb jellies, grey gulls, anemones, green crabs, whelks and periwinkles. Maía’s intimate portraits show us how we can see these people and beings who belong to our world in a poetic new light.

Contents

Finished, Baby (James Baldwin)
Kentucky Woods (Thomas Merton)
Mockingbird Night (Four-Hundred Tongues/Western Mockingbird)
Speaking to the Mountain (Denise Levertov)
Captive (Parrot)
The Grey Zone (Irina Ratushinskaya)
Echo (Rachel Carson)
Horizon (Barry Lopez)
Hermes, Old Man (Will Inman)
At One With Everything (Little Brown Bat)
Mirrors of Agnes (Agnes Varda)
Muse of One-Breasted Women (Deena Metzger)
The Natural Selection of Desire (Black-chinned Hummingbird)  
F i r e (Vincent van Gogh)   

Paperback

17 Oct 2023
ISBN 9781961334014
5.5 x 7.5 inches (139.7 x 190.5 mm)
62 pages
$14.99 USD

Ebook

17 Oct 2023
ISBN 9781961334021
$9.99 USD

About the Author

Maía

I was born in Southern California in the outskirts of LA, grew up in a small, Spanish-speaking neighborhood. I still live in SC, closer to the Pacific coast now where the sea is often breathing in my ear. I am motivated by intense love for the Earth, all its creatures and elements, not only humans. Collaboration with other writers and artists nurtures me, while pursuing typical publishing industry goals does not. Over my lifetime, being a writer has become a more or less continual spiritual/intellectual/sensual practice, when I am making sentences and when I am silent—a way of discerning connections, of coming to know and being known.