Mexico – Carnaval, (vamos juntos)

Parade people SMA

 

Kids SMA

 

wigs

 

Old boys SMA

Photos by Clinock

 

Mexico – Carnaval, (metamorfosis)

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Carnivales

butterfly

us.

we paint our faces

decorate our bodies with coloured music

emerge into ritual

 

we transform our selves

shedding skins we thought were us

casting our masks into fire

 

Carnivales

butterfly

us.

the Old Ones open their arms

welcome us

singing our secret names

 

we prepare our hearts

to dance with the spirits

of the sun

~~~~~~

 

 

Photo and Poem by Clinock

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mexico – camino en belleza

centuries of feet

sun and rain and heated rock

creating magic

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closely absorbing

the sidewalks of San Miguel

painter’s ecstasy

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each breath enchanted

every step a masterpiece

each day on my knees

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so many wonders

geological galleries

in these dusty streets

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photography and haiku by clinock

Mexico – protegar esta casa

carved Mex face

 

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face knocker

protect this house

and all who live

behind this door

from

the darkness of ignorance

from

 unkind words and thoughts and acts

from

complacency of mind and spirit

from

sad and vengeful ghosts

from

forgetting

love

 

photo and poem by clinock

 

Mexico – Cinco de Mayo

dance of life 1

 

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dance of life 2

 

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So many souls sacrificed for Mexico,

in Mexico,

May 5th. 1862,

Cinco de Mayo.

So many souls sacrificed

every minute, every day, every year,

in every nation,

at every beat of the drum,

at every beat of the heart

so many souls.

 

photographs and poem by Clinock

Mexico – graceful among fishes

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eating helado

entranced by a wall of salmon

 a floating of tiles

 

here is simple peace

the doorway a Madonna

graceful among fishes

 

Photograph and Haiku by Clinock

Mexico – Cantina Las Perras

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we thought it a bordello at first

but the name is actually for the seven female dogs

 panting and drooling over our naked toes

on the cool blue tiles of the inner patio

where we drifted over Margarita icebergs

singing with the whales

all afternoon

uno mas por favor

under painted stone arches

perros bailando

crude but Ohhhh

so much better than the poker playing canines

my grandmother proudly hung on her parlor wall

without a trace of irony

I thought of you today

before dawn

as I was torn from sleep again

by the barking, crowing soundtrack to the Mexican dream

Sabes que te extrano?

you are far enough away to wake in peace

tienes suerte

but you do not see these torrid colours

around every corner

and you don’t have me

missing you

any more

cola entre mis piernas

sweating

howling

~~~~~~

 

Photograph and poem by Clinock

http://www.johnclinockart.com