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{"id":1185,"date":"2022-05-07T09:45:27","date_gmt":"2022-05-07T09:45:27","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/?p=1185"},"modified":"2023-01-20T19:51:59","modified_gmt":"2023-01-20T19:51:59","slug":"lone-star-listens-octavio-quintanilla","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/?p=1185&lang=ar","title":{"rendered":"Lone Star Listens: Octavio Quintanilla"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"articleHeader\">&nbsp;<\/div>\n<p id=\"u375142-11\"><span style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, Times, serif; font-size: 16px;\">This week, Lone Star Literary Life wraps up our National Poetry Month coverage <\/span><span id=\"u375152-8\" style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, Times, serif; font-size: 16px;\">with a profile of San Antonio poet and professor <\/span><span id=\"u375152-9\" style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, Times, serif; font-size: 16px;\">Octavio Quintanilla.<\/span><span id=\"u375152-10\" style=\"font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, Times, serif; font-size: 16px;\"> He will serve as San Antonio\u2019s fourth poet laureate, for a two-year term from 2018 to 2020.<\/span><\/p>\n<div id=\"u375146\">\n<div id=\"u375152-176\">\n<p id=\"u375152-14\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">The first male to hold the position, Quintanilla is tasked with generating public interest in and preserving the art of poetry, while celebrating the culture and history of San Antonio. He talks with us about his new assignment, poetry, and the Alamo City.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-18\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">LONE STAR LIT: Where did you grow up, Octavio, and what were your formative years like?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-21\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\"><b>Quintanilla:&nbsp;<\/b>I was born in Harlingen, Texas, but lived in Mexico till I was nine years old. I grew up in two countries and with two languages. When I came to the U.S. to live with my grandmother, everything I was stayed behind in Mexico, even my parents. So, there was that element of emotional rupture, which in many ways could describe my formative years living in the Rio Grande Valley.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-25\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">How you were raised, and how do you think your writing was influenced by where you grew up?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-35\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Growing up in Mexico and in the Rio Grande Valley definitely influenced my writing, specially the work in my debut collection, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/If-Go-Missing-Octavio-Quintanilla\/dp\/0941720357\/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1404867418&amp;sr=8-1&amp;keywords=if+i+go+missing\" target=\"_blank\"><span id=\"u375152-28\">If I Go Missing<\/span><\/a> Many of the poems have the people and the landscape of these places as their core. As far as how I was raised, my parents, and my grandmother, were pretty open-minded and caring. So, I always felt supported and loved. Overall, I was shy as kid. Maybe this is why I loved to read. I read tons of <span id=\"u375152-33\">revistas<\/span>, Mexican graphic novels. When I would visit my parents in Mexico during the school breaks, my mother would have stacks of them for me to read. Reading so much as a kid helped me develop a sense of narrative, helped me with my sense of structure in writing prose and writing poetry.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-39\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Have you always written? How did you come to poetry?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-42\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">I think I have always written. Started with stories in fourth and fifth grade. Then in middle school and high school I started liking poetry and started writing it. I don\u2019t remember what exactly got me into writing poetry. But I read a lot and I just liked words. Liked how they looked on the page. The combinations. How I could take a few words and create a variation of meanings with them. Evoke different things with the same words. Create different images. How I could check out a book from the library, carry it around, not even read it, and still feel the power I had just by the act of carrying a book. A thing full of words. I think that\u2019s how it started. My friends, too, encouraged me to write by asking me to write letters for their crushes. And my teachers. They saw it in me. This sort of encouragement kept pushing me towards the written word. They probably don\u2019t remember me, but [here\u2019s a] shout out to Mr. Warren, Mrs. Warren, Mrs. Barnes, and Mrs. Subram at Weslaco High School.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-46\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">What was your first big break as a poet?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-51\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Becoming the 2018\u201320 Poet Laureate of San Antonio! Actually, I think my first big break was getting my first poem published back like in 2003 in a journal called <span id=\"u375152-49\">Slant.<\/span> It just felt amazing to know that someone I didn\u2019t know, someone who was probably of a different race, class, and gender read my poem and thought it was good enough to publish.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-55\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Tell us about your collection of poems.<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-59\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\"><em><span id=\"u375152-57\">If I Go Missing<\/span><\/em> was published in 2014 by Slough Press. I wrote many of the poems while working on a PhD at the University of North Texas. Overall, it took me about seven years to write. The poems vary in terms of theme and structure, but collectively they evoke a strong sense of place\u2014the Mexico\/Texas borderlands.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-63\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">You\u2019ve written and published poetry for more than a decade. What is your creative process like?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-66\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">My creative process begins with my senses. I am working on being more creatively engaged with the world around me. I usually carry a note book with me to write down notes, images, phrases, etc. If I don\u2019t have my notebook, I use my phone. I text myself, take pictures. That\u2019s how I jump-start my creative process. Poems eventually emerge. Since the beginning of the year, I have challenged myself to write something every day, often a visual poem. I write these poems in Spanish and I call them \u201cBorradores,\u201d drafts. I post them on my social media, Facebook, and Instagram, and some of these have been published or are forthcoming in literary journals. When the poems are published in journals, I translate them, sometimes working with mistranslation and misdirection. I am really enjoying this element of play in my poems.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-70\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">What brought you to San Antonio?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-73\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Work brought me to San Antonio. More specifically, a teaching gig at Our Lady of the Lake University. I teach literature and creative writing to undergrads and I also teach in the MA\/MFA program, which focuses on literature, creative writing, and social justice. I have been here since 2014. Wouldn\u2019t want to be anywhere else.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-77\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">I am going to pose the question I ask everyone who teaches. Can writing be taught?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Yes. I think it can be taught. Sometimes I teach Comp classes so I know I can teach different ways to write an essay. As far as creative writing, I think it can also be taught. But reading a lot, and not just any old kind of reading, but reading like a writer, is what will make a difference in the learning process.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-84\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">What do you think pulls some people to poetry and some to prose?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-87\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Not sure, but before I got completely invested in poetry, I used to read a lot of fiction, and I wrote a lot of fiction. I even have a novel somewhere under the mattress. But at the end of the day, I kept returning to poetry. And I still write prose. As a matter of fact, I am working on a memoir right now. Why some people turn to poetry and others to prose might have to do with the possibilities we find in language when we write one or the other. As for me, at day\u2019s end, I find myself in a poem.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-91\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">What Texas poets do you most enjoy reading?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-94\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">[There are] too many individuals to name, but definitely all of the poets I know from San Antonio, Houston, El Paso, Denton, Dallas, Corpus Christi, Kingsville, and the RGV. I am sure they know who they are.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-99\"><strong><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Finally, will you share one of your Texas poems with us?<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<h1>&nbsp;<\/h1>\n<h1 id=\"u375152-103\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Carcass, South Texas Dirt Road<\/span><\/span><\/h1>\n<p id=\"u375152-106\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">You still remember how it looked<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-108\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; after the drizzle licked it clean.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-111\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">What the hell was it?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-114\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Blades of grass<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-116\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; taking the place of teeth;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-118\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; the wind\u2019s snout<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-120\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; sniffing sockets for a light<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-122\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; long gone.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-125\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">You must\u2019ve been nine years old,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-127\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; old enough to know that dust is raised<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-129\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; to fall on dust again.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-131\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Old enough to keep secrets.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-134\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Years turned horror into poetry.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-137\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Maybe you want to go back.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-139\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; To the wood-framed house sitting<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-141\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; on concrete blocks.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-143\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; To the mutt you saved from drowning<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-145\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; in a canal. To the girl<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-147\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; who had no faith in you.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-150\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Maybe you don\u2019t want to remember her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-153\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">Or that your father had no legal papers.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-155\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; All day digging trenches<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-157\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; for plumbers, always walking<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-159\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; on the dusty colonia road<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-161\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; that darkened when wet<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-164\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">like a monument for old bones.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-171\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">From Octavio Quintanilla, <span id=\"u375152-169\"><em>If I Go Missing<\/em><\/span><span id=\"u375152-170\"> (_________)<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p id=\"u375152-174\"><span style=\"font-size:16px;\"><span style=\"font-family:Times New Roman,Times,serif;\">* * * * *<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; This week, Lone Star Literary Life wraps up our National Poetry Month coverage with a profile of San Antonio&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[810,1021,813,1506,898],"class_list":["post-1185","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-lone-star-listens","tag-lonestarlit","tag-lone-star-literary-life","tag-texaspoet","tag-texaspoetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1185","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1185"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1185\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1185"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1185"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lonestar.a1professionals.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1185"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}