#sandracisneros

[lizloveswords]

We're going to right the world and live. I mean live our lives the way lives were meant to be lived. With the throat and wrists. With rage and desire, and joy and grief, and love till it hurts, maybe. But goddamn, girl. Live.

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Sandra Cisneros, Bien Pretty

[theroguequeenaniki]

#kimickaphotoaday Day 21: Poetry #WorldPoetryDay Some of my favorite lines of poetry from some of my favorite poets, starting with a haiku I wrote in my 10th grade English class 10 years ago. (O.o) Followed by lines from Sandra Cisneros (I had the honor of being a member of the 1st university class exclusively focused on her work, and meeting her at our symposium at the end of the semester, in 2017), William Carlos Williams (this poem was on the board everyday in my first creative writing class), Wallace Stevens, Lord Byron (my fave Romantic poet), and T.S Eliot. I have more favorite lines and poets, but we’ll keep it to these few for now. Lol. #poems #haiku #sandracisneros #williamcarloswilliams #lordbyron #tseliot #wallacestevens #linesofpoetry #loosewoman #darkness #sundaymorning #shewalksinbeauty #thelovesongofjalfredprufrock #photo #photoaday #photoadaychallenge https://www.instagram.com/p/B-BGXtcpVin/?igshid=146h8bmujj94h

[cgcpoems]

these are some lines from one of my favorite poems of all time, “One Last Poem For Richard” by Sandra Cisneros. it’s a sad read, but absolutely worth it. actually, the whole collection (My Wicked, Wicked Ways) is worth it, so if you’re looking for a poetry collection to start the new year with consider that my recommendation!⁣ ⁣ if you celebrate, I hope that your holiday today is what you need it to be. if you don’t celebrate, I also hope that today is what you need it to be. ⁣ ⁣ what are some of YOUR favorite poems??⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #art #comic #poem #quote #christmas #christmaseve #poetry #sandracisneros #illustration #adobesketch https://www.instagram.com/p/B6gizCDFjQM/?igshid=mojl7kd8geui

[scenefromthesidewalk]

"ENCUENTRA TU VERDADERA VOZ"

by Judy Baca, Carlos Rogel, and Farhad Akhmetov

Born in Chicago in 1954, the only daughter in a family of six brothers, Sandra Cisneros often felt isolated as a result, and the family's constant migration between Mexico and the United States gave her a sense of not belonging to either. Drawing on her experiences with cultural hybridity, misogynism, and economic inequality, Cisneros burst onto the literary stage in 1983 with her first novel, "The House on Mango Street," and established herself as a key figure in Chicana literature. In 2013 muralist, activist, and co-founder of @SPARCinLA , Judy Baca, partnered with @CarlosRogelArt and Farhad Akhmetov and a team of assistants, creating "Find Your True Voice" for the Sandra Cisneros campus of  the Camino Nuevo Charter Academy on Mohawk St in Los Angeles. CNCA is a 20-year-old education initiative in the Latinx communities of MacArthur Park and Echo Park, engaging the community in a program that has led to students graduating college at three times the national average.  @judy_baca

[blacknerdproblems]

Autographed copies from THE @officialsandracisneros! Not pictured: my sobbing heart #bnplit #bnpshelfie #houseonmangostreet #loosewoman #sandracisneros #blacknerdproblems

[bianabova]

Detail of my piece for The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros (spam time >:D) . . . #digitalart #digitalpainting #illustration #art #instaart #houseonmangostreet #sandracisneros #detail #photoshop #apartmentbuilding #narrativeart #bianabova #instaartist

[finest-ruca-in-aztlan]

#sandracisneros #quotes #words #logophile (at Seattle, Washington)

[rebeccariveraa]

Mami says college is important. Says beauty fades, men leave, and entire countries slip through your teenage fingers, but no one can take a college degree from you. A degree is with you, always. Is a shield/ to any mocking of the way English sits inside a mouth. Mami says, ‘I may have an accent, but I graduated summa cum laude/ took charge in all of my group related coursework, even if they did not want me in the group. I didn’t care, I had daughters to feed.’ Mami says never to rely on anyone / on any man/ says, ‘your grandfather drank until the liquor burned a hole in his throat, then in everything else/ but I didn’t focus on what I couldn’t control/ and read my books instead. You know I was going to be a lawyer/ can you imagine me? A lawyer? I had a year left, but then even the trees began to smell like whiskey, so your mamita moved to the states and it was hard for me not to follow the only other person I had buried my heart in. The first three years were the hardest. I worked as a waitress and cried every day. You know they tell you about the cold, but never about the people. I didn’t know any of my neighbor’s names. I smiled to no one in particular. I missed Yadira, Ivonne, and Javier. Pero, que puedes hacer? you either adjust, or never stop crying/ and I did/ adjust I mean/ finished school with you attached to my hip/ became a teacher and a dean/ gave you my love of words. You know that’s where you get it from right? I can recite/ Gabriel Garcia Marquez from memory/ I teach/ The House on Mango Street to all my students. You know that line about the ghosts? and how they do not ache so much?/ Sometimes I think Sandra Cisneros was writing about me/ and I mean she could have been/ after all we share the same first name/ but I think she has your heart/ your affinity for dreams/ your lips and all their learned defiance/ and that’s fine / as long as you don’t get too malcriada/ as long as you get to where you’re going/ as long as you call me when you get there/ and give me a kiss before you leave.’

Mami Says | Rebecca Rivera