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morning thoughts
Morning Thoughts
Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building
the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow
inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are still sea green
Ten days ago, I made a prediction 19000 will die before Israel was sated of spilled blood,
her primitive revenge speaks of Byzantine times
Truly, Israel is a religious state
The local news tells me in the last two years
three hundred thousand Brazilians have immigrated
to Portugal this without fanfare or disapproving remark
from conservative politicians, perhaps they have yet to notice this influx, which I think is positive.
Although Brazil and Portugal are Lucio-phonic, the incomers bring more color and wake up the staid
Portugal often sinks into an abject sentimental Fado.
The Portuguese premier is suspected of corruption, has resigned but will keep his job until a new election
We suspect he will be found not guilty, although he might have had a hand in the till; other people lower in the political landscape will pay the price, but Portugal has a forgiving people, or forgetful, will see them in the assembly again
In Alentejo, there are many men-choir like in Wales, a tradition to stand under a big Carvalho clicking stones together and sing what appears sorrowful tunes
There are no Brazilians in Alentejo one wishes that some of them would come and bring music to the sad songs
Otherwise, I like Alentejo; she has the best red wine in the world, and you can't top that.
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Jan Hansen
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