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Diego Quiros




Diego Quiros was born in Havana in June of 1962, lived in Spain for several years, and came to the U.S. by himself at age 10.

He was bewitched by the diverse cultural landscape of Miami as a child, and has been a resident of “The Magic City” ever since. Diego enjoys reading the poetry of Jorge Luis Borges, as well as the French Symbolist Poets, and draws inspiration for his artwork from the ideals of beauty and romanticism prevalent in the Pre-Raphaelite, Symbolist, and Art-Nouveau periods. His close friends know him as “the renaissance man”. Diego is also a founding member of “The Koven”, a group of handpicked poets, novelists, musicians, and screenwriters based in Miami.

His poetry has been published in several internet magazines and in a South Florida Poets Anthology Book. His art has spread through word of mouth, local art shows, and pieces donated to charity organizations. He has sold pieces to private collectors, and businesses.

On June 0f 2004, several of Diego's paintings, mosaics, and stained glass panels were featured on a local PBS television station in the Miami area. Diego also recently appeared in the international feature film "MOVE!"

Orpheus B.C.

Transformation… That’s what it is.
Ecstatic melody that tears me open
again and again.
Those atoning chords
strumming from your lyre
that fill the vacant space in chest
which mystics try to cram with prayers,
and make men seek the age-old path
to love god and love love and love sky,
and swirl like shadows torn apart from
bodies when they jump around the fire,
and make trees fill with sweeter fruit,
upon the strumming of your lyre.

I heard you died, torn apart
by Dionysus vineyard women
and that your limbs were drowned
in water, like the origins of sin,
and that you walked the underworld,
and that you walked the clouds
as a regular son of a sun god
and that Columbus went to heaven
by the atoning grace of your chords.

…But I see you here now,
sweet voice and lyre filling mystic spaces
as they have for eons,
making chests swell with love for god
and love for love and love for sky,
consecrating men by voice and song…
And I find it hard to believe
they had you, they heard you,
and let you come back.
 

Poems © Diego Quiros 2005-2006

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