Lucille Lang Day, What the Tortoises Know

What the Tortoises Know            Galápagos Islandsby Lucille Lang Day On Genovesa, as my husband layon the beach of Darwin Bay,a sea lion came to sniff his toesand a red-footed booby, sittingwith her chick in a mangrovenearby, let me get kissing-close. On North Seymour, the frigate birdsweren’t fazed by me, andContinue reading “Lucille Lang Day, What the Tortoises Know”

The Blue Booby by James Tate

The Blue Boobyby James Tate The blue booby liveson the bare rocksof Galápagosand fears nothing.It is a simple life:they live on fish,and there are few predators.Also, the males do notmake fools of themselveschasing after the youngladies. Rather,they gather the blueobjects of the worldand construct from them a nest—an occasionalGaulois package,a string of beads,a piece ofContinue reading “The Blue Booby by James Tate”

Siesta in Cartagena by Daniel Catton Rich

Siesta in Cartagena (excerpt) by Daniel Catton Rich The city lies, en cabochon, A black and white Dominican dawn Gives way to balconies of heat Down a cerise street, Mingled everywhere, the smell Of jasmine, Flit and tuberose, Under a baroque shell. SOURCE: Poetry magazine, February 1944. Read poem in its entirety here. PHOTO: CartagenaContinue reading “Siesta in Cartagena by Daniel Catton Rich”

Cartagena Afternoon by Lorraine Caputo

Cartagena Afternoonby Lorraine Caputo In the center of     Centenary ParkA man & a woman     clap, singing praises          unto JesusThe preacher wipes his     ebony brow Vendors roam     with hand racks of          coffee thermoses& all walls, all benches     men sit drinking tinto* In oneContinue reading “Cartagena Afternoon by Lorraine Caputo”

On the Altiplano by Robert Coats

On the Altiplanoby Robert Coats Awake early, I saw the green flash as the sunrose behind the Cordillera de Chichas,glare of the Salar de Uyuni.After a simple breakfast we loaded up,my son in back with the three Argentinos,I up front with our Bolivian guide. Higher into the arid Andes on a gravel road,a snow-cloaked volcanoContinue reading “On the Altiplano by Robert Coats”

Ballad of Forgotten Places by Olga Orozco

Ballad of Forgotten Placesby Olga Orozco translated by Mary Crow My most beautiful hiding places,places that best fit my soul’s deepest colors,are made of all that others forgot. They are solitary sites hollowed out in the grass’s caress,in a shadow of wings, in a passing song;regions whose limits swirl with the ghostly carriagesthat transport theContinue reading “Ballad of Forgotten Places by Olga Orozco”