Biography of Tino Villanueva
Tino Villanueva (born December 11, 1941, San Marcos, Texas) is an American poet and writer.
In 1963, he was drafted into the United States Army, and spent two years in the Panama Canal Zone. There he became immersed in Hispanic literature, reading Rubén Darío and José Martí. He graduated from Texas State University–San Marcos, on the G.I. Bill, from the State University of New York with an M.A. in 1971, and from Boston University with a doctorate in Spanish in 1981. He taught at Wellesley College. Villanueva currently serves as Senior Lecturer in Spanish, Department of Romance Studies in the College of Arts and Sciences at Boston University.
In the early 1970s, Villanueva began publishing his poems a part of The Chicano Literary Renaissance. He writes in both English and Spanish, often switching between the two languages. He founded Imagine Publishers, Inc., and edited Imagine: International Chicano Poetry Journal.
His papers are held at Texas State University-San Marcos.
Tino Villanueva Poems
You, If No One Else
Listen, you who transformed your anguish into healthy awareness, put your voice
The Venturesomeness of Sedition
The unrestricted sun had split the day in two, and now we went
Field of Moving Colors Layered
I'm not easily mesmerized. But how can you not be drawn in by swirls, angles and whorls brought together to obey
The 8 O'Clock Movie
Boston, 1973—Years had passed and I assumed a Different life when one night, while resting from Books on Marlborough Street (where things like This can happen), there came into my room images
Fight Scene Beginning
Bick Benedict, that is, Rock Hudson in the Time-clock of the movie, stands up and moves, Deliberate, toward encounter. He has come out Of the anxious blur of the backdrop, like
Boston, 1973—Years had passed and I assumed a Different life when one night, while resting from Books on Marlborough Street (where things like
You, If No One Else
who transformed your anguish
into healthy awareness,
put your voice
where your memory is.
You who swallowed
the afternoon dust,
defend everything you understand