Tag: A wandering artist

  • The first love

    The first love

    As the years went by, he began to lose all his memories, all but one… his first love   Paseo de la Reforma Av.         Chapultepec, Cdmex, Mexico The time for the coffee break was after having milked Lencha, followed by Eugenia, and concluding with Maria Camila. This last cow, was Lencha’s youngest…

  • And a black mule called Georgina

    And a black mule called Georgina

    His dream was very simple… before dying spend a never ending summer beneath its sun, in a house with an orange clay-tiled pitched roof      And sometimes during the coffee break, Magnifico, who at the time was known by a different name, the name of his childhood days, asked his father: “Daddy, sir. How is…

  • The little village school

    Outside,  a universe was waiting… until the day he learned to read A daily routine, possibly simple and straightforward, but still, it gave a meaning to his life. Certainly, it also gave him the possibility of earning the bread he ate at breakfast, which he would later enjoy together with his parents at home. By…

  • In every smile, a greeting

    In every smile, a greeting

    Even his bad fortune, was received with a smile A smile would be more than enough to exchange a warm greeting between them. Right after, he would sit next to his father, and get ready to begin with, his chores and make the day worth its while. Later, when the moment for a break had finally…

  • The aromas of past times

    The aromas of past times

    In the memories brought back by his fresh morning coffee, he found himself once more The city walls           Puebla, Puebla, México How he enjoyed his coffee those mornings, and particularly at that premature hour of the day, as it softly and gently transported him back to his innermost, intimate thoughts… a brief…

  • At his favourite time of the day

    At his favourite time of the day

    And so many years went by… that eventually, he forgot to keep track of them   On Magnifico’s seventy-fifth birthday, life decided to plot a new course, as it steered unexpectedly away from his comfortable daily routine.   Like any other day in his long life, it had begun before sunrise, in those soft, gentle early hours of…