After Sunday Mass, Emily and I went to the newly opened organic market on what was once the fountain grounds of Abreeza. The stalls there sold a great variety of plants, fruits, snacks, and beauty products. We started with some vegan gelato and followed it with tamarind cooler, lemonade, and passion fruit juice. We also had pho and Mexican empanada. It was nice to stroll around and many people had the same idea.
[soundcloud url="https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/271863252" params="color=ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false" width="100%" height="166" iframe="true" /]The poem for today is The Sea Where It Began by Myrna Peña-Reyes, from her collection Almost Home. This is the first poem in the collection. As with yesterday's poem, it is a sea poem, though in this case, the persona and the characters all stay well within the shore.
It's a narrative poem and I'm not such a big fan of those. I confess, even after reading this, I'm not quite getting it. I guess it's because I prefer my poems a little more compact thematically. That said, there's some quality about this poem, despite its almost-prosiness, that's just quite out of reach that I can't put my finger on. There are some nice lines (Squatting, they outline with coral and cowry / circles on the sand, hearts from / broken clam and cockle shell) but it defies my expectations of a good poem. Well, at first glance, anyhow. I'll be revisiting this piece to see what it is that I've missed.