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Barcelona Diary


Summer heat wrings out its share of sweat, drains the flower pots
strung like tinted disco dandies from the byways &
balconies of Barrio Gotic &

Urine / hot behind Eglesia del Pi / rises in waves to wash a passing
supplicant or shopper out for a Sunday
cleansing of spirit & soul //

Urine / by-product of sleeping-it-off in the shaded plaza where Sister
Monica & Sister Ana Maria huddle
like husks in mourning black

to stitch a shroud or tablecloth for supper, sharing water with those
hangers-on who toss on cardboard sheets
or goad a lame setter pup

to nip his mangy shepherd bud // Urine / drunk by The Auspicious Lord
Shiva / a cure for hives, heat rash & sore
gums / ignored by these men &

dogs & the passion of the blessed nuns as charity rises with the heat &
one whiff awakens ancient fears of boundaries
set & has us pass with care.


Barcelona Diary
It's Mother's Day
By Dawn's Early Light at 120 Miles Per Hour
The Man With His Back To The Room
Intimacies, Prose. Poems and Stories
Homage to a Widow
It's Only TV
Improvisations - Chapbook
After Goya
Improvisations - From Contemporary Music
Mustering What's Left