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Promised

by Lynn Farmer A poem to Cuba Searching for haven in the stormy night,I may well perish as I make my way;But always to you, Fair Cuba, holding tight,Fast by the rudder, I await the day.–José Jacinto Milanés When I am far away from you,I can still imagine the crashing azure into whiteover the waiting…

The Moment

He does not hang. He hovers…. The Moment of Decision, but his choice is already made: suspended from nails we cannot see, sharp shadow stretched across concrete or rusted metal beams. He does not hang. He hovers, golden wings raised, coming in for a landing, or a scoop of silvery fish — While his fisher-friends…

Entre nosotras el mar

A love letter to Cuba and La Vigia A poet and an artist walk into a bar. No, this is not the beginning of a joke. The setting is Cuba. The time is the late 1980s and early 1990s, during what Fidel Castro dubs “the Special Period in the Time of Peace.”  The Iron Curtain…

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