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You have to forgive me
Been in the hospital 
For 3 days now
With mi amor
Who has been
In a month
white uniforms
Calm colors familiar
I almost forgot I
Step on new 
ground each day

Antiseptic smell
Broken by humanity
When what is taken
To relieve pain
Causes another

This day we should 
Have flown out
Caught a wind gust
Soared high
Above streets
Yet remain another day

You have to forgive me
Going curbside to 
Pick up a change of clothes
And share news of Miman
I don’t wish to rush back

My lovers call says
I will see you in a little bit
Gives me all I require to 
venture further

You have to forgive me
Searching for food
Not from a machine
My little cafeteria on siesta
No huevo frite y aguacate 
For me today

You have to forgive me
For strolling farther
Past La Deliciosa Pan Gourmet
Giant fresh almond cookies
And pastries that normally
Catch me no hook required

Restaurante Chino Feng Shou
Doors locked tight 
Lo de Mami prepared foods
Themselves gone to lunch 

Needing more than 
convenience
More than 
bocadillo de jamon
Than fruitas y verduras

You have to forgive me
For stumbling upon beauty
In these tight streets
More photos on my phone
A witness to my folly

Red shutter persona
Bougainvillea spilling
Multicolored tile
Splashing personality
On concrete walls 

You have to forgive me
I like the new 
The sleek styling of 
Modern architecture 
But love the old
Spanish Colonial
Ignites my heart

Has me imagining
Streets teeming
Acoustic sounds
The hustle and bustle

Of stories told
By candle light
And novels written
During summer heat
Where wind through 
Open shutters the only relief 

These streets bare
Except for cars
Packed one to another
Bought to fit parking spaces
Comfort taking a back seat

Yes I could wander for days
Among these streets
Watching for splashes of light
Looking for community
In the design

And while the Church may be 
geographically in the center
Of this neighborhood in Palma

I imagine Ca’n Mona 
Variets Mallorquin
May be the heart
It’s Seafood Paella 
the required food 
for the soul

Each week he says
They come for my specialty
In his broken English
As I utter my Spanish 
thank yous

While the sign says
We are fighting
For survival and coexistence
Against short term tourism rent 
I get another point of view

I know my wish is 
not to exploit
Son Espanyolet
But to honor
To marvel in the beauty
Embrace these streets
I have never before walked

Stumbling upon beauty 

GM
Son Espanyolet
Palma de Mallorca
Feb 26 2021
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