I drink more fresh orange juice
Sunrise on Madrid
Galicia´s sun shines down.
Melide, plaza.
Two old men in the café.
Ghosts. A sunny day.
the hake is well-sauced, o yes.
The godello is cold.
This is no longer your town.
Rainy Tuesday. Mine.
thuthurations abound
still walking westward.
their ectoplasmic ragout.
Wet Saturday, at four.
hot mud, sulphurous water.
I accept Monday´s gift.
above rio aragon
a whirlpool bathtub.
I wave with sly elegance
from the autumn rains.
sent running by motorbikes.
Useful for once. Joy.
broiled me all day, Tárrega
to Linyola's spa.
glaring; I walk into town
I glare right back. ¡ha!
tenderloin with morel sauce
pilgrimage begins.
for Tanita Tikaram.
August evening calm.
(from Tales of Persepolis)
- Music:Yasmin Levi- La Alegria
the waters surge, then bubble.
Thus, death to a slug.
(from Forest Syllable Collections)
- Music:Katie Melua- Nine Million Bicycles
all he sees are cameras
but the night is young.
(From the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman)
the barista's clavicle.
Thursday, lunch was free.
- Music:Yasmin Levy-Imre Kero
resting on Noritake
perfect consumption
(from the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman, 3d edn)
- Music:Madeline Peyroux & KD Lang-The River
recedes. I see chocolate
from Mariuca.
(from the Breakfast Table of Archibald Lampman, 3d edn)
- Music:Beth- Cami d'Itica
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