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Featured Poet: 
            
             Leonor Maria
Irarrázaval Correa (Chile) 
             
             
            
            
            
               
            
            Las
mariposas del jardín de los enamorados (Butterflies in
Love’s Garden)  
             
            
               
             
            
            se han
ido 
               
            
            las he
espantado     
            
            una
tras otra  
            
            se han
ido 
               
            
            escapando
de mis tormentos     
            
            ¿qué
nos queda? me pregunto  
            
            amor  
              
            
            ¿qué
nos queda? te pregunto  
            
            amor  
              
            
            quizás
algún día vuelvan   
              
            
            con el
sol de una mañana  
              
            
            quizás
algún dia las haga volver   
              
            
            con
mis besos      
            
            y tus
besos 
               
            
            quizás
algún dia entren por una ventana  
              
            
            para
vernos 
               
            
            mi
cuerpo y tu cuerpo      
            
            juntos  
              
            
            amor  
            
               
            
            Butterflies
in Love’s Garden  
            
               
            
            They have gone  
            
            I have
frightened them  
            
               
            
            one by one  
            
            they have gone  
            
            escaping my
torments  
            
               
            
            what is left?  I ask myself  
            
               
            
            what is left? I
ask you  
            
               
            
            maybe one day
they will return  
            
            with the
morning sun  
            
               
            
            maybe one day I
will make them return  
            
            with my kisses  
            
            and your kisses
             
            
               
            
            maybe one day
they will come  
            
            through the
window  
            
            to see us  
            
            my body and
your body  
            
            together  
            
            love  
            
               
            
             Untitled  
            
            estoy pegada en un presente sin destino  
             
            
            amandote hace cien años  
             
            
            deseandote
siempre 
              
            
            te
extraño toda mi vida   
            
               
            
            I am stuck in a present
without destiny    
            
            loving you 100 years 
              
            
            desiring you always 
              
            
            missing you
all my life  
             
             
            
               
            
               
            
             
 Untitled  
            
            
            
            most of the time  
            
            I find my self swimming in a sea   
            
            a sea full of sadness 
              
            
            deep 
              
            
            dark 
              
            
            blue  
              
            
               
             
            
            sometimes 
              
            
            somepeople 
              
            
            take me to the surface  
            
            to breath 
              
            
            I see the
light again    
            
               
            
               
            
             
            
              
            
            Untitled  
            
            aquí
está mi amor    
            
            donde lo dejo    
            
            si tu no quieres
tomarlo con tus manos
               
            
            entonces es
sólo mío
               
            
            entonces no es amor
               
            
            es profunda tristeza  
            
               
             
            
            Here is
my love    
            
            where do
I leave it    
            
            if you
won’t hold it in your hands?    
            
            Then
it’s only mine    
            
            then
it’s not love    
            
            it is deep sadness  
            
               
             
            
                 
            
            
            
              Untitled    
            
               
             
            
            todo
lo que sale no viene de adentro
               
            
            la
sonrisa se quiebra
               
            
            ries
de lo que te parte
               
            
            huyes
al encuentro y te encuentras en la huida
               
            
            gritas
en silencio
               
            
            miras
sin los ojos  
            
              
             
             
             
            
              BIO  
            
                  Leonor
Maria Irarrázaval Correa was born in Concepción,  
            
                      
      Chile
in 1968. She grew up in the countryside, near the rivers  
            
                             
            Bío Bío and Laja, close
to the Andes. She has Basque, Catalan  
            
                             
            and Irish roots. 
             
            
               
            
               
            
                           
  During the middle of the dictatorship,
as a teenager she went  
            
                             
            to live in London for two years. This time in
Europe, and the  
            
                             
            death of her father the year before, had an
important  
            
                             
            influence on her future thoughts about life.  
            
               
            
               
            
                             
            She returned to Chile and studied psychology
in Santiago  
            
                             
            during the transition government to democracy.
             
            
               
            
               
            
                             
            Always interested in psychotherapy, she worked
in different  
            
               
              areas;
counselling in a jail, creating workshops for factory  
            
                             
            workers and treating people in mental health
centres. She also  
            
                             
            worked at the university as an assistant
teacher for Social  
            
                             
            Psychology, Clinical and Pathological
Psychology and  
            
                             
            Psychiatry.  
            
               
            
               
            
                             
            She moved 
            back to Europe four years ago to continue her
development as a  
            
                            
            psychotherapist. She currently lives in
Barcelona.  
            
               
            
               
            
                 
            Leonor
has her own practice. Her orientation is fundamentally  
            
                             
            humanistic, based on the constructivism and
post rationalism  
            
                             
            approaches. 
            
             
             
            
                        Contact:
            lirarrazaval at yahoo dot com 
            
            
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