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Palmetto Luna Announces Winners of the IV Annual Latino Poetry Contest

A total of 286 poems were submitted from 23 different cities across the state

Palmetto Luna Arts is announcing the winners of the IV Annual Latino Poetry Contest. The contest was designed for amateur writers and was open to all Hispanic/Latino individuals that live in South Carolina. The contest offered prizes in two categories: Adults and Under sixteen years old. The winners of the IV Annual Latino Poetry Contest are:

Adult Category:

Under sixteen Category:

  • Second Place: “These Words” by Adrian Santiago, Rock Hill SC


“It is always inspiring to experience the response from the community to our artistic projects” Said Ivan Segura, Executive Director of Palmetto Luna Arts “This high level of participation demonstrates not only that we have talent within our Latino community, but also that we need more and more initiatives to promote and foster artistic creation.”

The contest was organized by the Palmetto Luna Arts and supported by the SC Arts Commission, The National Endowment for the Arts, Verizon Wireless and several local agencies, organizations and media outlets. The winners of this year contest, alongside a selection of other submissions, are available on the Palmetto Luna Arts’ website. This website includes hundreds of poems that were submitted by participants during the last three years of the contest. “Several participating poets have told us that they submitted their entries not only for the chance to win one of the prizes but also for the opportunity to be part of an initiative that aims to show the talent of Hispanic writers to the American community” said Ivan Segura. “This is the reason we decided to launch the website to give all members of the community the opportunity to access the beauty of Hispanic poetry”


Las Gafas

El día en que te decidiste, mujer, lloraron todas las flores
y cruzaste ese vil infierno con valor y sin precauciones.
Pisoteada por la necesidad del otro – hoy vives olvidada.
Trabajas bajo su opresión – pero ya no sufres.
La soledad que te abriga - te ha hecho invisible.
Desilusionada - ya no sueñas en nada.

Eres sin ser, vives sin existir, hablas sin denunciar.
Comentas en feisbu, pero no gritas.
Haces acto de presencia, pero te escondes.
Te entregas al amor, pero no amas.

Doblegada y en la sombra de la mujer que vino,
Siguiendo ese arduo camino, has perdido sin notar:
tu bolsa inseparable y cosas que no debías haber traído,
tu sueño americano, tus ilusiones,
un gatito, tu maleta, una foto de tu amado.
Pero las gafas, las que te ciegan y no te dejan ver, mujer;
esas, no las has perdido.

Laura Cahue
Columbia SC

 

Acuarela de sueños.


Para un pequeño con Síndrome de Down.

Niño de ojos achinados no te escondas de la luz,
¡Mami está contigo y siempre te abrirá su corazón!
Niño de lengua como pétalo saliente,
Dame tu manito,
¡Papi está contigo y seremos dos valientes!
Muchas personas no entienden tu especial naturaleza,
¡No te asuste hijo de la humana rareza!
No te preocupes mi niño, por tu sencilla expresión,
Existen personas en el mundo que mutilan la comunicación.
Aprenderemos juntos con tarjetas y fichas didácticas
Y el mundo se abrirá a tu sonrisa.
Mañana clases de natación empezarás
Y tu sueño de grumete algún día se cumplirá.
Continúa con tus dibujos de barcos espaciales,
Que en algún momento, los humanos viajaremos en acuarelas
Como los niños especiales.

Laura Mata
Greenville, SC

 

Como le revelo a mis entrañas


Como explico a mis entrañas
Que el paisaje ya no existe
El camino está llegando,
Ya mis hijos no me extrañan

Como lleno mi regazo
Me pregunto sin repuesta
Al espacio adolecente
Entre juventud soñante

Dime tu madre mía
¿Cómo? Perdonaste entonces
Aquel día tan ingrato
El cual no vi tu llanto

Cuál ha sido tu secreto
Para ahuyentar el alba
De mañanas sin sonrisas
Y las tardes sin quebrantos


“Hija mía, ¿ que no has visto?”
Tu ocupando mi regazo
Las caricias por tu pelo
Sigo madre por lo tanto

Como siempre madre mía
Tienes todas las respuestas
No hay vacío, no hay espacio
El amor existe intacto………


Gloria Lopez del Rio
Greer, SC


Ode to my Penny


So little and worthless .......to you
Only because it’s one cent you leave it stranded, sad, and blue
See what it is worth inside, the only way I think people notice it is if it flew
See it through other eyes, if you don't it will cry
I see my penny as something that's worth thousands of dollars inside
It can be as beautiful as a new bride,
Just see inside
Those who see inside will see the beauty
I promise when you do that it will complete its duty
One penny can't stay single
It will always try to mingle
Once it has some friends
Their friendship will never end
Together they can do great things
You can't imagine what amazing products this beauty brings
Food, style products, toys, electronics, and even rings
Plus pennies will always be around
Mostly when you’re feeling down
The thing about pennies is that they have been through the same things I have
They have been stranded bullied but, always found that's why pennies are my fav.
Everything is worth something, just look inside
Ode to my penny


By Valeria Garcia
Greenville SC