August 2021
Bio Note: I am a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. For several decades, I and my faithful traveling companion (a.k.a., knapsack) Rocinante have been traveling through Latin America, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth, and doing literary readings from Alaska to the Patagonia. My poetry and narratives have been published in over 250 journals on six continents; and 12 chapbooks of poetry – including On Galápagos Shores (dancing girl press, 2019) and Escape to the Sea (Origami Poems Project, 2021).
Tapestry
Along a thin ribbon camino
we thread.
Clouds gather
in the folded pleats
of this land,
shadow its
deforested slopes.
Higher, higher up these
mountain skirts,
into those nebulous heights,
unshorn road muddy.
Lush plants waver & weave
in the breeze
of the sluggish clouds,
they drip with the
heavy mist
streaking our windows.
The sierra lost
in cloaks of fog.
Waterfalls embroider
the cliffs, unravel
across our road,
embroider once more
towards the rivers
creweling the valleys
below.
As If a Dream
Deep in my sleep the arrived storm sounds like the roar of the halted fan. A crackle of thunder shakes my walls, awakening me to rain pouring off the roof into the inside patio & dripping onto this floor. The cosmic dance continues to slam into the approaching dawn. Night turns into afternoon with each lightning flash. Torrents spill into the garden, forming a lake where tables & chairs boat. Finally the morning cock crows. The storm rolls off to the east, thunder marking its now- distant passes. The sky pulses less, a heartbeat fading, leaving behind a gentler drizzle, the river of rain gurgling into the drain. From the shadows appears a toad … as if it all were a dream …
Originally published in Eos: The Creative Context (12 April 2018)
©2021 Lorraine Caputo
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