Within the sunken teeth
Of dreams
Twin towns merge,
Yet reality
In my market square
Of the absurd
Maintains those places
And those times
Hundreds of miles
And more years apart,
As though one, a mirage
On a Patagonian coast,
The other in foothills
Before the climb up
Ojos del Salado;
One caused by heat,
And the other by snow.
Tag: Chile
Haiku #691
691.
Louis Felipe,
Merlot Lot 18, I drank
The Wines of Chile.
