This is another of my beloved’s multi-media mock-ups for one of my Oaxaca Prose Poems. I have enlarged the photo so the text of the prose poem is more easy to read. I have several more of these and will post them one by one. I visited Oaxaca regularly, teaching there in November -December (1995-2001). I came to love the city and I was entranced by its streets and squares. The casco histórico was particularly interesting.
Coffee in the zócalo, a walk through the cathedral, up the andador turístico to Santo Domingo where the old lady sang so beautifully, every day at twelve. Then back via the shops and home for lunch. I was always astonished by the leaves that swirled through the zócalo. They hustled, rustled, and bustled through the arched colonnades on the main square, gathered at the post office, and hurried and scurried away from the trees where they dwelt to drift, who knows where, on the wild winds that blew in from nowhere and then blew out again.
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I love your memory of Oaxaca, and the leaves swirling (like your memories) through the courtyards is beautifully rendered. Chuck
On Tue., Jul. 9, 2019, 1:20 a.m. rogermoorepoet, wrote:
> rogermoorepoet posted: ” Commentary This is another of my beloved’s > multi-media mock-ups for one of my Oaxaca Prose Poems. I have enlarged the > photo so the text of the prose poem is more easy to read. I have several > more of these and will post them one by one. I visited Oaxaca r” >
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Glad you like it Chuck. hanks for the comment and see you soon!