Esteli Travel Blog› entry 19 of 47 › view all entries
"But why, for God's sake???" my mother wants to know, "Haven't you heard? They're rioting in
how silly am i?
travel & turmoil
a tacit temptation
teaming with tattle. time & thereafter
maybe I've chosen the wrong organizing principle?
...Will I ever get this story straight? How can I tell you about the people of
the locus of delusions, a global neurological centre
on the road
warm rays slanting thru the gentle weave of a hammock stretched between two trees
...a longing to embrace the shadows they create...
If I could I would throw up a mirror. Capture the angles & worship these images. These colours pierce my tongue before I speak. Medicinal, like the huge broad leaved tropical flowering plants; or the parrots, wild and soaring; the pinks & whites of the Spanish adobes. Colours clattering & untraceable.
a light filters thru the moment between two notes
the history of refraction
captured while brushing across a polished surface
lingering like a drawn breath