I forgot that I had two poems published on Porridge magazine in February: two of my South American poems, written during some travels a couple of years back. It seems like it might be a while before I undertake any kind of trip like that again, so it’s nice to have these poems out there, reminding me of when I was a bit more connected to the world.
from ‘Cartagena Pieces’
We toured the backstreets of the old town,
inside the bright cinema of midday sun.
In the plaza, edgy restaurateurs
offered squid ink and pickled meat,
and the households of grand families
competed in a war of bougainvillea.
Carnival played in the alleyways,
the masks of jaguar and donkey
chased each other through the shadows.
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