Dorothy Skiles is a tender and honest poet of psychological depth and observant detail. The humor and originality of her imagery transports us.
Dorothy is a vibrant leader, a warm welcoming host, a sensitive, helpful friend who carries the spirit of Sunland -Tujunga in her heart.
By Kathabela Wilson
A telescope on the poet
How did you become a poet, were you cultured as a child, or did it come later? What were your early influences?
I was born in Karlsruhe, Germany after World War II. My father was an American officer and my mother was a German war bride. I had a twin brother, who died several weeks after birth. I’m the second oldest of five children. We came to live in Venice Beach. I used to go across the street to my paternal grandmother’s house for breakfast and to listen to her tell me stories. My beloved Grandma, died a few weeks before my fifteenth birthday. We were very close and she was the inspiration for the first poem I ever wrote. That poem was destroyed along with several other of my earliest poems in the Tujunga Flood of 1978. A deluge of muddy rain water filled our backyard and shed, very little was salvageable.
I was a curious and persistent child. My grandma was a great storyteller, whether she told stories from the Bible or from her own experiences. She had a natural flair for the dramatic. Recently I wrote a tribute poem to her, Dorothea Muriel Hale 1897-1962). The last lines read:
“Even now, Grandma still comes calling…
I’m back in her kitchen, wrapped
In the familiar smells of
coffee brewing, bacon crackling.
I take it all in – her twinkling eyes”
A microscope on the poet
What is the essence of your inspiration now, and how do your travels play a part in your poetry?
My best inspiration comes from experiencing new sights, smells, taste, sounds, and touch. All of this new stimulation heightens my awareness and I begin the creative process of writing a poem. In 2005, my husband Bill and I retired and enjoy traveling together. This is so stimulating to my poetry. We married in 1972 and settled down in his hometown of Sunland-Tujunga and raised two fraternal twin sons, and now enjoy the newness of our grandchildren. There is a spiritual thread that runs through my poems, my writings have explored both faith and doubt and the tension between them. My poetry is visual, creating a sense of time and place. I’m most creative when I take the ordinary and view it with a new lens. We just returned from France, and among “The Lilacs of Lyon” (2015) I felt at home but full of new experience. At Stonehenge I was intrigued and humbled by the age and greatness. In “Leaves Folding Inward” I learn the ways of aging friends at 90, always full of new beauty.
Pulse of the poet
I know you love working with people, but also had to work with technical writing for LA County. Did anything particularly surprise you with inspiration during your working years?
I’m a big picture person, and I get impatient with details. However, during the last half of my career with the County of Los Angeles, Department of public Social Services, I did a lot of technical writing, working with a team of people that interpreted federal laws and state regulations and writing policies and procedures to implement required changes. At the beginning, this was not easy for me. I much rather work with people, assisting the public, which I did earlier in my career. Over time, however, the discipline required and skills learned, soon spilled into my creative work as well. Surprisingly, this experience with detail, like my storyteller grandma, made me a better poet.
Mapping the poet
Your gracious hosting of Village Poets readings in Sunland-Tujunga is so engaging and inviting, how has this place and your position in the poetic community become a rich part of your experience?
My love for working with people was able to really re-bloom when I became I Poet Laureate of Sunland-Tujunga, 2012-2014. This gave me the opportunity to bring poetry to various community organizations and to write and deliver a poems for special civic events. I’m the President of the Village Poets of Sunland-Tujunga and we sponsor monthly poetry readings at Bolton Hall, inviting well established poets from Los Angeles, the foothills, and beyond. These events are a meeting place for the community and poets alike to gather and enjoy an afternoon of poetry.
My poems have appeared in a variety of community publications. I’m also a long time member of the Sunland-Tujunga Chupa Rosa Writers, and have published several chapbooks over the years, both on my own and in collaboration with other poets.
Lilacs of Lyon
By Dorothy Skiles
Mile after mile sweet
fragrant lilacs grow
along the highways
and roads of Lyon.
Couch stops for
a comfort break,
I am bathed in the scent
of the lilac as winds blow
hither and yon.
And for this moment.
I am as French
As a baguette!
Leaves Folding Inward
Five decades together
the two lovers –
She, with brittle bones,
easily broken like
the wings of a sparrow.
He, with an ailing heart
that leaves him breathless
and tired, yet
comfort is still found
in each other’s arms.
Like a peach tree in spring
whose leaves slightly fold
inward at the spine,
they face each other
against an unexpected storm,
wondering if by morning’s light
one will be without the other.
At daybreak, their eyes meet
in surprise, as the sun moves
in its eastward rising.
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I can attest to my best friend’s intelligence, honesty and joyous spirit. As we approach 50 years of friendship I can only hope that we will have 50 more years of experiences and poetry.
You are such a warm and wonderful artist Dorothy. The phases in both poems are fresh and lovely. The artist that created the cover of my first book, is from Lyon. The town has a very rich history. Thanks for taking up on a brief journey.
Dear Dorothy ,
both of your poems
Lilacs of Lyon
Leaves Folding Inward,
gave me CATHARSIS,
Your Lilacs took me back to my youth in spring time ,
and Leaves Folding Inward is at my present time : ” wondering if by mornings light one will be without the other.” Since it is expressed so beautifully and sensitively it substitutes the pain with spiritual submission and grace for being thankful for the
gift of a long life sharing and Love,
Thank you Kathabela for introducing beautiful talented people .
Susan, thanks for your comments – I’m pleased that my poems spoke to your heart.
Thankful for this introduction to your lyric gifts, Dorothy, & to you, Kathabela!!
And here’s one more baguette for Dorothy & another for Kathabela! But I, ——- am on a diet… lol
Ah oui! Let’s sing all together, C’est si bon, c’est si bon! C’est très très bonbon!
Thank you for introducing us to Dorothy Skiles. I was moved by the beautiful “leaves folding inward. “
Wonderful poems as always, Dorothy.