terça-feira, 30 de novembro de 2010

Your Band of Wisdom

The whole village lost power

and your stomach settled.

The old ladies who knew

nothing of cameras puzzled out

flash and zoom with me and David

while you recovered from food poisoning.

We lit candles, calling upon

magic and moonlight and papery

old woman fingers

to warm the blue kitchen. Tilcara

shines bright in my heart

as the place where darkness

felt most safe. The kindness

of others, strange yet familiar,

gave me hope. I am so glad

a picture exists of your wisdom

rising with the morning sun

to strum a guitar while we waited

for a bus and our next adventure.

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