by Lorraine Caputo

During the night 
            beneath the fulling moon 
                        rising above the sacred lake 
            beneath the rain 
Pilgrims climbed 
            to the cross atop 
                        Azotoguini hill 
 
& come blinding-sun morn 
            they still zig-zag up 
                        that cerro white 
            with fallen hail 

Lorraine Caputo is a documentary poet, translator and travel writer. Her works appear in over 300 journals on six continents; and 20 collections of poetry – including On Galápagos Shores (dancing girl press, 2019) and Caribbean Interludes (Origami Poems Project, 2022). She journeys through Latin America, listening to the voices of the pueblos and Earth. Follow her travels at: www.facebook.com/lorrainecaputo.wanderer or https://latinamericawanderer.wordpress.com.