from this week in August, 1996 (I was 51)
Cathedral Image
From under frond covered palapa
cloud covered afternoon in Cuernavaca
shades the view of cathedral hill
and the gardens of Posada Xochiquetzal
Cricket clicks on incoming mist
in the midst of midsummer rifts
rippling soft from fumbling fountain
where stone frogs spit bubbling foam
The trill of droplets off the curving dome
begins to drill and file upon roof tile
then streams to wash bloody pyramids and licks
the wounds of the ancient conquering crucifix
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