

“That poem was unfinished, I thought,” Cisneros said. Cisneros, now 67, revels in that comfort, particularly in the celebratory, “At Fifty I Am Startled to Find I Am in My Splendor.” In Woman Without Shame she exults being in her body at an age that the media tends to ignore. So I put them away and I don’t really look at them.” I feel the need to write them, and I really don’t know if they’re finished. But this is very explicit, it’s very private, and it’s part of the reason why I have not felt the necessity to publish them, because they’re so private. “Because, even my journal, you can’t make sense of it, it’s just notes.

“My poetry would be the most honest journal I keep,” Cisneros said. Then a few confidants saw them and advised that they were complete. She just wanted to keep these recent poems to herself. Through it all, Cisneros remained committed to poetry, just as when she worked on her earliest chapbooks in the 1970s. She is also working on an opera version of her landmark young adult novel about growing up in Humboldt Park, The House On Mango Street. These books reflect her family’s migration from Mexico to Chicago and her own transnational journeys culminating in relocating to her grandparents’ homeland in 2013. Since her 1994 poetry collection, Loose Woman, she has been busy writing numerous short stories, essays, and the novel Caramelo. That belief shapes Cisneros’s Woman Without Shame (Knopf), her first book of poems in 28 years. “That’s the thing-you don’t have to go on a dating app or bar, it’s all around you, and it’s so beautiful, and it’s what I try to write about, that celebration of the love of the universe.” “If we have the kind of antenna like a poet, you see you’re getting all this love all the time but you’re just looking in the wrong places,” Cisneros enthused. Almost on cue, Cisneros then got a face lick from Nahui Olin, her half chihuahua/half Mexican hairless (her other three dogs were too rambunctious to participate in an interview).

In the strip Lucy complains about not finding love while ignoring Snoopy’s embrace. When Sandra Cisneros talked about romance, writing, and faith over Zoom from her bright home in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, she discussed her own poetry but also referred to Peanuts.
