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Post by goldenmyst on Dec 24, 2023 9:49:29 GMT -5
Elegance In the Eye of Cartageña’s Pearl
Down from the misty mountains Where she labored Under the sign of the jaguar Beneath the jade sun Harvesting sacramental beans
Lemon sunshine streets Of Columbian citrus dreams Where native lady flowers In rainbow dyed gown And cinnamon perfume
She poses for pictures With strange American men An international diplomat Who speaks no English But knows the language Of a smile and hug For dollars from heaven
That buy tortillas and beans To be steamed on her hearth To nourish young bones Into the thickness of banyan trees That survive the hurricanes of life
As sun melts Into the dusky smoke Of Bougainvillea shadows That haunt her heart Like the distant marimba When the murmur of her children Echoes in the sueños Of her corazón
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