The homes in Vilaranda look as worn as ever. Weathered stone, fatigued tile: the mountain village where Mira grew up reflects the aging of its remaining residents. homecoming once-new cobblestones now old Somewhere in Vilaranda We park on off the cobblestone road that runs through the village. Anna, […]
We began the family trip phase of our vacation yesterday with a welcome dinner at my sister-in-law Maria Do Carma’s house. Mira’s oldest brother, ‘Cico and his wife, Aliza, as well as her second-oldest brother, Armindo. Dinner included freshly barbequed steaks, pork ribs, rice and potatoes, fresh garden […]
7/24/18: sorrow Our Lady of Sorrows … during our departure her tears #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #Portugal
I can hardly believe it! Three weeks have come and gone. Now, I know I’ve promised you updates. Believe me, I’m excited to share this journey. However, logistics–company, day outings, WiFi issues–have not favored a chronicle. Rest assured, I will have more updates soon. Stay tuned. Douro river […]
7/22/18: final final Sunday feast the smell of fresh smoke from the roaster #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #Portugal
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 