• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 09

Caramel Days

No
Excuse
Is needed,
My family can throw
Parties at any time of year,
Fuelled by good wine, good food and good cheer, we gather and
A Carnavalito from nowhere appears, Matias twangs his guitar, Mateo
Squeezes proudly and loudly the accordion he
Polished in anticipation,
Waiting and watching,
Each evening
For the
News

To
Tell him
At long last,
He could play in-front
Of the audience he loves most,
Setting their chairs by the fire we feast until the
Rhythms lift us up, dancing uncaringly together in a party state of mind,
Uncaring but never thoughtless, we carry as we
dance the photos of those who left
Us for foreign shores
Long ago,
Calling
Out

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Caramel Days

All
Their names,
Invoking
And inviting them
To return, as the sunlight smiles
Farewell, we shout CARNAVALITO into the night,
Dancing, feasting, drinking, encircling musicians and trees the rising dawn reminds us,
That every joyous carnival finally must end,
Subdued, nibbling the last food and
Old wine, we whisper
Of our next
Party
Time

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