February 26, 2024 Monday
HAIKU
Winter Moon last night
Leafless branches cover the view
A sliver gone
New at the game
Title gone for this Haiku
Words frame idea
Caws machete air
Silent walk at morning’s break
Footsteps disappear
Eyes closed to morning
Breath takes the day by storm
Eyes closed to morning
Finished La Sombra del Viento. The 100 pages tied it all together, yet still I hear the characters talking, telling their stories, the double entendre filled the pages, even made me laugh at times. In the face of the tragedy of Barcelona in the 30s, I had to reread some to see if maybe I missed the point. It was so thick with stories and pain. It explained a lot. The Potrero who took my passport, the chimes that floated. The way I seemed to have to option in that country. It emphasized how oblivious I was in the 60s to the political climate. I don’t know that anyone now could have that luxury, because of mass media, everyone knows everything. The dangers, the killings, the disappearances. The suspicions.
The references in the book from the 1800s literature: Zorilla, Torquemada. The realistic writers of the times.
I didn’t know about the war with Cuba and the US at the beginning of the last Century. Let’s see my Dad would’ve been in his 20s at the time, it would’ve been about a few years after the stock market crash. So much history in that one book.
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