Thursday, July 16, 2009
Haiku Quisqueya (poems for the Dominican Republic)
santo domingo
malecon wall braces me
sea brings next june storm
malecon driftwood-
sodden texture, rounded shape-
summer souvenir
from central highway
road to moca beckons us
as at home, we pass
mangos, papayas
slipp'ry as fish in a net
sweet fresh taste of life
dominican rain
makes spirit melancholy
may storms never left
can't dance merengue,
my feet shuffle awkwardly-
her forgiving smile
ubas de playa
out of favor these days, but,
eaten before ripe
off the malecon,
sea crashes on black coral-
dark tales on june morn
oldest in new world,
mossy university-
autonomous, bleak
street of ancient brick
called calle de las damas
street of the women
this plaza's dances
that evil bronze conqueror
has seen every one
