tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post907463782793391830..comments2024-03-11T20:39:46.221+02:00Comments on vazambam: Man on a Donkeyvazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-54195506586019525482008-12-16T09:59:00.000+02:002008-12-16T09:59:00.000+02:00Wonderful hearing that such "beasts" of burden are...Wonderful hearing that such "beasts" of burden are thriving and if I may say so(tongue in cheek), still braying poetically! Nice work,Joe.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-81376893440633972202008-12-16T02:05:00.000+02:002008-12-16T02:05:00.000+02:00PitufoToward evening the burro begins to brayin hi...<B>Pitufo</B><BR/><BR/>Toward evening the burro begins to bray<BR/>in his shaded corral, off in the jungle.<BR/>Braying for food or braying for love,<BR/>who can say? Whenever we see him<BR/><BR/>up close, he stands dumbly, ears drooped,<BR/>while his handler sells us <I>cervezas frescas</I><BR/>from coolers slung over the burro’s back.<BR/>We stroke his long face, the grizzled slope<BR/><BR/>between his thickly-lashed, downcast eyes,<BR/>which do not seem to see us . . . blinded<BR/>as they are by the relentless dreams<BR/>of whatever makes him bray at sundown.<BR/><BR/>[first published 3 or 4 years ago in <I>The Eleventh Muse</I>; I've lost track of the issue, but it's around here somewhere....]<BR/><BR/>===<BR/><BR/>This burro still thrives near his old stomping grounds on the east coast of the Yucatán peninsula. Every year we take pictures with him. We age, but he doesn't appear to...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com