Teresa Domingo Català She was born in Tarragona, where she lives, on September 13, 1967. She has a degree in Political Science and Sociology from the Complutense University of Madrid. He has several literary awards to his credit, among which the José Zorrilla National Poetry Prize stands out (Valladolid, 2006). He has also won the first poetry prize from the Letras Cascabeleras Writers Association. (Cáceres, December 2015), with the collection of poems The flowers, book that was published in April 2016.
His collection of poems twilight light It has been published by the publishing house El Gaviero, Almería, (October 2010). He has participated in several collective books. His poetic work is collected in various anthologies, the most recent bleeding, Origami publishing house, 2013. He has published poetry, short stories and theater in different Internet magazines.
His latest publications have been the book Dead Moon, Latin Heritage Foundation (2014) la plaquette The moon stones, translated into Nahuatl by the poet Sixto Cabrera González and edited by Albert Lázaro Tinaut, in the project Carmina in minimal re (2014), and the collection of poems Destructions edited by The Brighton Papers, Brighton, 2014, of which the poet Eduardo Moga made a very positive review on his blog, Corónicas de Ingalaterra in July 2014.
In October 2014 he published The Councilor for Equality, Editorial Potlacht, Canary Islands, which is a play that the cartoonist Frigault García has turned into a comic, mixing the genres of theater, novel and comic. He has published a theater book with the Irreverentes publishing house, Madrid, in 2009, which contains two dramatic works: The peculiar adventures of Belinda Miraflores and The revolution. With Silva Editorial he has published the play Ciano alone (Tarragona, 2009).
On May 5, 2016, he participated in a recital debate on Poetry and Anarchism at the Barcelona Writers’ Athenaeum. On May 2, 2018, she participated in the Psychotic Crisis and Writing colloquium at the Official College of Psychologists of Catalonia, interviewed by psychoanalyst Manel Rebollo.
In 2020, the Politikons with his lyrics and music and voice of the singer José Hernando, who has also set to music his love sonnets, which are also on You Tube.
In May 2022 he presented the book The profanations of love with the Letras Cascabeleras publishing house. He has published the novel with BGR Ediciones Compassion, in a collection directed by the Bolivian writer Homero Carvalho Oliva. This year, 2024, he has edited The copper pit with the publisher The Brighton Papers. He has many unpublished works of poetry, theater, short stories and novels stored in his drawer.
the sea stills sails in the shadow of the mast,
The sea stills shadows on the mast sail,
in the sea sail the mast and the shadows.
Serene the sea in shadows in the closed night,
locked in the night the silver sea shines,
Enclosed the silver shines the night sea.
Jasmine that opens ivory petal leaves,
rose that half opens leaves ruby petals,
carnation that opens leaves and coral petals.
Petals spill desert the fire,
the coral spills deserts carnations,
jasmine spills deserts ivories.
You come with the bouquet and with your white hands,
black at dawn, nocturnal and treacherous,
and you look at me budding and with your white hands.
You look at me and you don’t see the black of your eyes,
the green of my eyes the flames of your eyes,
the iris of your eyes iridescent pupils.
Moon wanes in your hands, moon wanes in mine,
my crucible fingers are water and fade
the moon of your hands and the iris of mine.
The gardens burn in a pulse of April,
and the maiden wanders and seeks acrobatics,
but princesses die with their hymen intact.
And it snows in the castles with flaming flakes,
that flaming snow that scares the mountains
and it becomes a river, a river full of amber.
The stream escapes resurrects in a garden,
emerald of fire that visits the stone,
in the arduous pain of the tree fire.
Ice caryatid silver gray shadow
lover of an obscene and yet whiteness
Let them slide their ships when the clouds boil.
And yet it is the sea and the shadow in which it lives,
and the mast that rises with the wind in the sails,
and the serene night that shines in the silver.
The copper pit
Teresa Domingo Català
The Brighton Papers
104 pages €15
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