ENTRE RÍOS
I have watched the sun
rise & set
between these rivers
Beams slicing
the blues of skies
pale colors washing across
the horizons
& waters
clear in the
twilight of dawn
dusky in approaching night
mists drifting o’er
calm currents
I have watched the sun
rise & set
here, entre ríos
MUTE TO GREY
In the bright light of sun
The ticky-tacky houses
climbing the steep
sides of cerros
Are stark white, fuchsia
gold, heavenly blue, chartreuse
But under the silver light of moon
& the dreams of their dwellers
The ticky-tacky houses
mute to ghostly grey
SUSPENDING
I lie beneath
heavy warmth
listening to
this night’s rain splash
upon worn
plaza stones
listening to
a lone taxi’s
sizzle ‘cross
thin pavement
listening to
my heart
pulsing …
Bionote
Lorraine Caputo is a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. Her works appear in over 100 journals in Canada, the US, Latin America, Europe, Asia, Australia and Africa; 11 chapbooks of poetry – including Caribbean Nights (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2014) and Notes from the Patagonia (dancing girl press, 2017); and 18 anthologies. In March 2011, the Parliamentary Poet Laureate of Canada chose her verse as poem of the month. Caputo has done over 200 literary readings, from Alaska to the Patagonia. For several decades, she has been traveling through Latin America, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth. Follow her travels at: www.facebook.com/lorrainecaputo.wanderer.
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