Tuesday, June 22, 2010

June 2010

In pursuit of impressions in Lisbon so that my  global poetry collection (meanwhile 300 poems) section on Portugal which had previously only contained poems about Madeira, I spent a weekend abroad in early June, deliberately getting lost in labyrinthine streets. With the blossoming Jacaranda, clusters of red bourgainvillea, colored tile facades, and ocean/ river sights, Lisbon inspired me to write nine poems. As for the rest of June, I intend to spend several hours editing a novel manuscript completed in late spring. This book deals with 13 survivors seeking refuge in a gothic cathedral, where a Chinese-doll effect bares the truth behind secret relationships--all these events air within a 13-day period of which the reader is left to interpret as a countdown to either life or death.