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A Theory of the Absurd
I wonder what I’m doing here, so far from home, sitting
at the bar, with my beer before me, my face distorted
in half a dozen fairground mirrors, surrounded by
people half my age, or less, all smoking, cursing, using
foreign forms of meta-language, gestures I no longer recall:
the single finger on the nose, two fingers on the forehead,
the back of the hand rammed against the chin with a sort
of snort of disapproval. It’s way beyond my bedtime, yet
I am held here, captured, body and soul, by foreign rhythms,
unreal expectations of a daily ritual that runs on unbroken
cycles of time: morning brandy, pre-lunch wine and tapas,
home for the mid-day meal, a brief siesta, back to the café
for a post-prandial raising of spirits, more blanco, then back
to work at four and struggle on until seven or eight when
the bar routine begins again with pre-supper tapas and tinto.
Time, comprehended in this new life-cycle, lacks meaning.
Time, in a cycle I have long abandoned, is absurd as well.
6 thoughts on “Time”
I love it! And I was finally able to listen on Spotify, what a treat to hear the voice along with the words, wonderful!
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Thank you so much, Tiffany. That makes my day. Sunny here and warm, washing out in the fresh air on the line, an early spring. We need one after the winter we have had.
I love this missive! I love its origin, the way it is presented, andvthe stories it tells. A great one, Roger. Chuck
On Fri., Apr. 9, 2021, 1:58 a.m. rogermoorepoet, wrote:
> rogermoorepoet posted: ” TimeA Theory of the Absurd I wonder what I’m > doing here, so far from home, sittingat the bar, with my beer before me, my > face distortedin half a dozen fairground mirrors, surrounded bypeople half > my age, or less, all smoking, cursing, usingforeig” >
Thank you, Chuck. I often wondered what I was doing, learning the language and culture of Spain in a Spanish bar, miles and miles away from home, family, and friends. Thanks for writing.
Estuviste allí, les entrenaste bien y te recuerdan por eso. Muy merecido homenaje. Abrazos
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Asi es, Haydee. Soy uno de los fundadores del rugby en la provincia de Cantabria (Santander) y todo eso hace cincuenta an~os (1971). Gracias por tu mensaje! Y un abrazo fuerte, a distancia social!!!