Poetry · Raúl Víllora Valencia

Words in search of what remains.

Raúl Víllora Valencia gathers words where memory loses its shape. He brings them to the sea, tangles them in the night, lets them burn between his hands.

His poetry holds fury and shelter, creatures of dreams and the wounds of lived experience. A search for what remains when time unravels its names.

Discover my books Upcoming readings

Portrait of Raúl Víllora Valencia — Raúl Víllora Valencia

Between these pages

Books

Poetry in Spanish

Rosas de escarcha y soledad

The night cracks open. The sea gathers names, memory returns bodies, a rose withstands the chill of its own beauty. A journey through what wounds, what shelters, and what insists on blooming.

Discover the book

A few verses to stay with

El tiempo y la rosa

El tiempo la vio florecer;
carmín, terciopelo, poder.
Y en su infinita crueldad
se enamoró de su brevedad.

Poetry finds a home in the spoken word, too.

For poetry readings, gatherings or a conversation about the book, you can write to me.

Write to Raúl