A NEW DAY DAWNS
—Janet Pantoja
I awake . . .
water gurgles in the pipes
buses roar and rumble
a horn honks
a motorcycle buzzes by
a dove softly coos
a lone trumpet entones a descending scale at nearby Cuartel San Carlos
Don Rua church bells chime in the distance
parrots gleefully squawk and chatter
pots and pans clatter next door
a siren sounds.
I look out . . .
through lacey curtains and louvered barred windows
into the small side patio with high walls
topped with large coils of twisted barbed wire—
morning sunshine makes banana leaf shadows on the red brick wall
a gecko makes kissing sounds
insects buzz in the warmth and humidity
¡Dichoso fuí!— "Happy was I!" —cries the national bird.
I face the shower . . .
brace myself for a rude awakening—
cold water—in San Salvador, El Salvador.
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COSTA DEL SOL
—Janet Pantoja
beached
row boat
coconut palm trees
red-roofed cement shelter
deserted
BOVINES AT THE BEACH
—Janet Pantoja
brown cow
white cow cast cool
shadows on hot white sand
while one wanders off before the
photo
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BOVINES AT THE BEACH II
two cows
one brown, one white
cast shadows on the sand
while meandering along beach
alone
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BOVINES AT THE BEACH III
a brown
cow casting cool
shadows on hot white sand
wanders aimlessly along the
beach
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BOVINES AT THE BEACH IV
Two cows
one brown, one white
cast shadows on the sand
one wanders away before I
photo
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DAY’S END AT COSTA DEL SOL
—Janet Pantoja
sunset
tropical, colorful,
waning, fading, disappearing
behind a bamboo shade and a coconut palm
brilliant
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—Janet Pantoja
sunset
tropical, colorful,
waning, fading, disappearing
behind a bamboo shade and a coconut palm
brilliant
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Today's LittleNip:
To a person uninstructed in natural history, his country or seaside stroll is a walk through a gallery filled with wonderful works of art, nine-tenths of which have their faces turned to the wall.
—Thomas H. Huxley
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—Medusa (with thanks to Janet Pantoja of Woodville, WA for today's travelogue in poetry and photos from her trip to Costa Del Sol, El Salvador. More to come!)
To a person uninstructed in natural history, his country or seaside stroll is a walk through a gallery filled with wonderful works of art, nine-tenths of which have their faces turned to the wall.
—Thomas H. Huxley
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—Medusa (with thanks to Janet Pantoja of Woodville, WA for today's travelogue in poetry and photos from her trip to Costa Del Sol, El Salvador. More to come!)
