Elva Lauter is a passionate lyrical poet, playful as a five year old, yet a sophisticated and accomplished artist and poet.
Elva carries us away to a world of language and colors, and suspends us in a world of light and transformation.
By Kathabela Wilson
A microscope on the poet
Your poetry has a natural magical quality. It invites us to walk with you, as if we are inside your imagination, where does this magic come from?
I’ve always felt that Imagination itself is my companion, my friend, who rises out of the reality of natural beauty.
I am surrounded by the “green” of nature. It springs, over and over again, as new beginnings in my poems, my paintings and the fused glass jewelry I create. These three arts are fused in my life, words, colors and shapes. I name my paintings, and have written poems to go with some of them. The fused glass pendants I make are also linked with the paintings and poems, because of their color and rhythm.
A telescope on the poet
Looking back over your early landscape, what do you see?
I grew up on a ranch in a small town on the Oregon coast. When I was 8 or 9 I used to slide down the roof of our pig shed onto the back of Patsy the pig. She didn’t mind, and just wandered around with me on her back. My father was a veterinarian, and I often accompanied him on his rounds. Later he got me my own horse. This is an example of my early adventures in what I call “Elva’s Wonderland”. Is it big or small? I think it is both. I believe that I am part of everything and it is part of me — a leaf, flowers, sky, ocean. I grew up in the natural world, and it continues to follow me today. I love life, its surprising wonders, creatures, people, different cultures.
Mapping the poet
I know you and your husband Hal travel and explore together. Your poetry echoes the sounds from afar, intriguingly, mysteriously, how has this affected your work?
I have been to many countries, but the experience of living a year in Japan (plus 2 other visits there) affected my poetry and painting especially. Near our home in Tokyo was a garden and teahouse.
The garden was originally the home of Basho the poet. I visited often. A pond there was supposedly the place where the famous (green) frog jumped in! I remember looking out from a teahouse on a hillside in Kyoto… fall leaves turned the landscape into a field of orange and yellow flames.
My jewelry art and poems still keep this same fire alive with wonder.
A compass to the poet
It seems you had the Japanese masters as teachers, and what of your work, influences and inspirations here in the US and especially Pasadena?
I took a class at the University of Washington from Theodore Roethke, a poet enthralled with the sound of words.
Like Basho’s frog, I hear his rhythms like echoes in my own writing. In Pasadena, I became a docent at the Pacific Asia Museum and the Gamble House where cultures fused and influenced the architecture of my own art and poetry. Being a professor of English at Glendale College, while my husband Hal taught philosophy at Occidental College, created a dynamic mix for exploring our world together. and sharing the poetic journey.
It feels natural now, to have created my first book. Here I have begun to gather the decades with a lively wonder.
The Last of the Pigback Riders
By Elva Lauter
Nine-year old wrangler
she slides down the pigshed roof,
leaps on old Patsy’s back
Digging spurs in and
letting her buck,
she hangs in there
to the end,
yelling, “Hi-ho Patsy,”
(in her best Lone Ranger voice)
everybody cheering, waving bandannas.
Finally, shaking her head and grunting,
Patsy gives up.
Dismounting , she doffs
her ten-gallon at the crowd
climbs the fence and
heads west without
one backward glance.
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! Elva’s book, “Being She”, is available from Finishing Line Press.














Thank you Susan Diridoni, and Susan Dobay, Lois, Pauli, and Toti! What a great community of poets near and far! What is most impressive is Elva’s continuing spirit of playful adventure, taste for the unusual, her continued travels. She has such a great companion! A strong, wise and adventurous couple. Also, I knew Elva at first only as a fine haiku poet at our local meetings, until she began coming to our special “long form” gatherings where we were privileged to hear her read many of the free verse poems in the manuscript for “Being She” ! I am ordering some right now!
After seeing the jewels and the paintings, the incredible visual/tactile quality of the poems was enhanced! It all comes around so beautifully, in Elva. Thank you, Kathabela, for threading it together! as always
What a wonderful life to have lived and what fun to read a poem about this delightful pig story. Elva has many gifts as so well shown here. Her graceful inner peace is another.
What an absolutely charming interview. The glass jewelry is a visual reflection of the artist’s jeweled imagination – everything works so well together, including the wonderful pig poem! ~ Lois
Glad I had a glance into Elva Lauter’s colorful life and art.
Glad to meet your multi-dimensional work, Elva! Thanks, Kathabela!