La Llorona
La Llorona Under full moonlight I wander the riverbank wailing for you, mis hijos, weeping like raging water, like your Continue reading
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Wild Night! Wild Night!
Regrets, Aunt Ann 5 a.m. on the Ponte Vecchio, the three of us taking turns perching on Benuto Cellini’s shoulders Continue reading
If Only Eyebrows Were Wings!
There they stand, two towers of the Mexican art world in black and white, different as night and day, dark Continue reading
In the Name of the Pantoum, and of the Ode, and of the Holy Sonnet. Amen.
(Wikimedia Commons) “Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing…” Thomas Nashe From “Spring, the Sweet Spring” Continue reading
