Bacalao Poems - Poems about Bacalao

...Before time was invented A long time ago when our world was much bigger than it is now and had a landscape pleasing to the eye and no steep hills to climb Since seasons had not been divided into......

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...Sardines in olive oil A shop in Lisbon exclusively sold sardines this interested me since my Norwegian mother had worked at a factory selling tinned sardines I asked if they had sardines from ......

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...Is it Epson Salt? All those nice villas along the coast are empty save for stray cats and those too poor to live inland because the sea stinks like bouillabaisse gone off. Marine life and sea plan......

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...27-12 was a long day The Christmas began with a labor dispute at the cafe in our building the chef didn't want to come in and cook on a Saturday unless she received extra pay. The cafe owner t......

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...Back to normal The festivities are over, and the morning news is about the war in Ukraine, we are told how successful their army is shooting down 13 drones and killing a Russian in a boat. Re......

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...In this rainy coldness of a night I am drained and dry like a hanging Bacalao. I hope it comes to pass! As cant as I am - broken as a rib As grey as ash is - as dim as an ar$e Take without hesit......

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...Sunday Forenoon She is listening to the Catholic mass On TV and I’m banned from the living room She takes her religion serious And will be spared of any sarcastic remarks About how the Padres......

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...What will be will be It was raining all day he sat morosely on the balcony, today he sits on the terrace and is still pessimistic despite sunny weather. He wants to go back to his cottage in A......

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...Is it Epson Salt? All those nice villas along the coast are empty save for stray cats and those too poor to live inland because the sea stinks like bouillabaisse gone off. Marine life and sea plan......

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...Driving home Driving back to Algarve we took the long road more cafés and restaurants by the roadside and not so many crazy drivers. The restaurants were full of Portuguese people on vacation ......

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...Shifting population The foyer at the new hospital was full of women It was a cold day, and they wore coats, brown /grey short and squat they looked like toys sprung live and had t......

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...To Be or not to be...a vegetarian Christmas in Portugal is a dowdy affair, Supermarkets are open most days and there is no rush, and no expectation, the hunting for happiness, family union an......

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...Foreigner In Portugal At the local shop I met an elderly woman, mind most of the women I meet are elderly but this one was primordial, she dropped her bag when seeing me and exclaimed is it tru......

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