Lorraine Caputo is a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. Her works appear in over 100 journals on five continents, such as Drumvoices Revue, ENcontrARTE (Venezuela), übergang (Germany), Open Road Review (India) and Cordite Poetry Review (Australia); eight poetry chapbooks, five audio recordings and twelve anthologies. She also pens travel pieces, with stories appearing in the anthologies Drive: Women’s True Stories from the Open Road (Seal Press, 2002) and Far Flung and Foreign (Lowestoft Chronicle Press, 2012), and travel guidebooks. In March 2011, the Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada chose her verse as poem of the month. She has done over 200 literary readings, from Alaska to the Patagonia. For the past decade, Ms Caputo has been journeying through Latin America, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth. You may follow her travels at Latin America Wanderer.
CARACOL I. With icy pink sunset the thundering waves of this cold sea wash calmer I search the distant teal- platinum waters, dreaming of toninas Wind brushes the thin firs dusk watercolors the night gold & indigo II. Into the twilight sea I toss a bouquet of small white wildflowers & indigo sweet pea in a shell’s spiral vase I here in Patagonia on the shores of the South Atlantic beneath the Southern Cross & you there in Carolina many miles from the North Atlantic beneath the Little Bear This night, friend, do you, too, dream with Yemayá? Can you hear her song? The white-crested waves rolling, shattering upon a rough-sand beach In the light of this moonless night III. I drift in spiral sleep listening to the murmured music of the sea The earth soft beneath me stars glitter in a chill midnight blue heaven Wind-tousled trees cast thin shadows across my home, across my warmed body