Tuesday, June 22, 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.