Autumn Light in El Andalus Torrents of light filter through windows, disintegrate into floating planets I fear will collide against each other, instead…| Mediterranean Poetry
Pinus Halepensis and Photons It took the ages of my great great-grandparents for them to reach their twisted girth. Past June, torridity presses them down into…| Mediterranean Poetry
Those Other Afternoons by the Sea With scent of orange in my fingers I sit on the terrace, the breeze undresses my sweat and my thirsty lips drink the afternoon…| Mediterranean Poetry