Quito Nicolaas
Quito Nicolaas has published thirteen books: seven poetry collections, including two with his current publisher ‘In de Knipscheer’, three novels, a collection of short stories and a collection of columns. His short stories and poems appeared in ten different anthologies in the Caribbean and the Netherlands. Also his essays on Caribbean literature were published in ...
Quito Nicolaas
Quito Nicolaas has published thirteen books: seven poetry collections, including two with his current publisher ‘In de Knipscheer’, three novels, a collection of short stories and a collection of columns. His short stories and poems appeared in ten different anthologies in the Caribbean and the Netherlands. Also his essays on Caribbean literature were published in a variety of international publications. In 2006, the handbook of literary history of Aruba and the former Netherlands Antilles, dedicated attention to his work. His poems appeared in different anthologies in Albania, Argentina, Chile, Columbia, China, New York and Romania. In Iune 2016, his entire work was included in the prestigious Dictionary of Caribbean and Afro-Latin American biography from the Oxford University.
Gente
Mira gente de toda nacionalidad en una nacion.
Por la mañana de noche tarde dos vidas en una vida.
Distancia largo Gritos sin slcance en el viento.
La decadencia una isolación una cultura ... el materialismo.
Derechos invuelto un dualismo entre individuos sugetado a la medida.
� Quito Nicolaas [Del tomo:Destino,2000]
Malvinas
En mis sueños Te veo Todas las noches
Antes te comtemplaba En todos los lados de tus ojos De dia
Alejados de otro Crece el deseo En la madrugada
Aunque para un sólo vez Faltar el compromiso Una tarde
Te quise Dos sombras compremitido La mañana
� Quito Nicolaas [Del tomo Atarde de Anta�o,2005]
Awareness
I'm afraid of the words that harbor my feelings to express them.
I'm anxious of those stories that hide my thoughts to live to tell them.
I'm fearful in pronouncing the experience I embrace to tell it all.
I doubt that my dreams which absorb my days to realize them.
I'm aware of my voice that gives birth to my ideas to fertilize them.
I'm concious of my feelings that obsess my life to share them.