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.