Elsa Frausto
Elsa Frausto, gracious and wonderful Poet Laureate of Sunland-Tujunga, has inspired us with her beautiful poetry in English and Spanish. She continues to inspire our poetic community with a new series featuring and welcoming musicians, poets and artist friends.
Kathabela Wilson
Elsa announces a new cultural gathering:
It’s my pleasure to announce a new event in our Foothills of Sunland-Tujunga- Wide Open Readings – to be held in the community room of the Sunland-Tujunga Library (7771 Foothill Blvd. Tujunga 91042) on the first Saturday of every month from 3-4:30 pm beginning Saturday, November 7th.
Wide Open because it is open to poets, those who write and those who love to read poetry, prose writers, and musicians. And, if you are a visual artist, you may bring your work to exhibit for the afternoon. Wide Open because everyone who participates will be the feature. Wide Open to beauty, a celebration of words and life.
Refreshments generously provided by the Friends of the Library and why not stop by the Friends’ bookstore before the reading where you’ll find books from A to Z from 10 cents to $ 5.00. All proceeds go to support children’s reading material and programs throughout the year.
As Poet Laureate of S-T, I am happy and proud to be a part of this supportive community and to host this event where all are welcome.Elsa Frausto
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Elsa Frausto and Kathabela Wilson
An interview with Elsa Frausto, Poet Laureate of Sunland-Tujanga (2014-2016). She is a muse to many, and a traveler in two languages in the poetic world.
By Kathabela Wilson
A microscope on the Poet
Tell me what your life as a poet feels like, by day and night, in Sunland-Tujunga?
Our small group of poets meets weekly at Sunland Park- Poetry Under the Pines. Yoga, a stroll around the park, then we find a sunny/shady spot to write and read. It’s all organic like the soil and ideas spring up like tender weeds after the rain we just had. I love ideas like that. Nearly effortless. The park is beautiful in the morning and we are reminded we are in the city and far away too. Once a month, at Verdugo Hills High School, I meet with students to inspire each other’s writing. And sometimes I am a night bird… at 4 am… am I a poet at such an early hour? I’ve been awakened by a line or gone to sleep with one and even if not written, the poem is there like an unfinished dream.
A telescope on the Poet
(LtoR) Joe Desceno, Elsa Frausto, Dorothy Skiles.
How do you see yourself as a Poet in the larger World?
In a world with economic disparities, at war, can the poet write about beauty or must she be firmly set in reality and only point the finger at injustices? Poetic language works with both because the poet is in the world and beauty is inescapable. We create not only for the present but for a future time and poetry builds this bridge. Becoming Poet Laureate of Sunland-Tujunga has given me this chance to cross the bridge, to be more connected and speak this poetry with others. I’m planning an international poetry reading in January, and doing a reading with the new Los Angeles Poet Laureate, Luis J. Rodriguez, next year. My new blog is about these poetic travels, thoughts and bridges. Please come visit and travel with me there.
Mapping the Poet
Elsa Frausto in Valley of Fire – Nevada
Tell us the story of your poetic roots, and how they are set in San Gabriel Valley
I learned English when I was thirteen years old in Canada reading Shakespeare, Emily Dickinson, Frost. So poetry and a new language are inextricably tied. I loved going to the public library and being able to handle, read any book I wanted to. In Argentina, where I was born, libraries are for librarians who bring out the books from the back stacks. I did not understand every line I read in English, yet somehow it made sense. I knew it was not everyday language, that I could say things I wouldn’t in daily speech, that no subject was taboo. I’ve been crossing this bridge of language from Spanish, to Russian, the language I heard and learned in the community of immigrants in Buenos Aires, then English. In my reading and writing I make a place in this world. The Foothills have been home for the last 25 years and it’s here where I write about salmon hued mountains, and how long it’s taken to feel settled, about wildflowers who dare spring up in the oddest of places, family and the stranger. The poets of Sunland-Tujunga host a reading each month at the historic Bolton Hall Museum. Made of river rocks, you can hear the sound of poetry, the stream that runs through us.
It’s before the lines become the poem
by Elsa Frausto
it’s the body sprawled on the bed
and before that the night
and further back
a memory
like a buoy
in dark water
under moonlight
Stay there while
the lines appear
Es antes de que las líneas se conviertan en el poema
es el cuerpo extendido en la cama
y antes de eso la noche
y más atrás
un recuerdo
en el agua oscura
a la luz de la luna
Quédate ahí mientras
que las líneas aparecen
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Always wonderful, Elsa. You can be so kind and so strong at the same time.