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Because Colorado was settled late in the nineteenth century, poetry in English begins late in Colorado. Though there were nomadic Indian groups and, later, settlers from Mexico, there is little poetry of record before the middle of the twentieth century.Poets.org, "The Poetic History of Colorado"
“I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future.” Jack Kerouac, On the Road Old Market in Omaha, Nebraska Airbnb in Boulder, Colorado
Originally, I had planned to spend the morning on the beach; however, the weather intervened, and a storm blew in from the ocean. The night before, I had to latch the shudders shut to my windows. I fell asleep to the sound of the wind howling outside my room and felt like I was at… Continue reading Aventuras no Rio De Janiero (Parte Três)
Tall, and tan, and young, and lovelyThe girl from Ipanema goes walkingAnd when she passes, I smile but she doesn't see (doesn't see)Antônio Carlos Jobim, "The Girl from Ipanema" Spent the morning of my third day in Rio exploring the Copacabana and Ipanema beach. Enjoy the shots from my photography jaunt.
It was a busy first two days in Rio. However, my accommodations are out of this world, and I had quite the adventures my first morning in the city. Enjoy the photos of my lodging and from my escapades. Meu Airbnb no Rio Cristo Redentor Caminhada do Corcovado ao Parque Lage Mansão do Parque Lage… Continue reading Aventuras no Rio de Janeiro (Parte Um)
Vi que era amorQuando te achei em mimE me perdi em vocêSomos verso e poesiaOutono e ventaniaPraia e carioca [I saw it was love When I found you in me And I got lost in youWe are verse and poetry Autumn and wind Beach and carioca]Melim, "Dois Corações" [Two Hearts]
Liberdade was known as Campo da Forca (Field of the Gallows) until the late 19th century, and was an area reserved for the execution of slaves and convicts. Death was considered the only path to liberty (liberdade) for slaves. [....] The Japanese presence in the neighborhood begun [sic] in 1912. One of the reasons for… Continue reading São Paulo: Liberdade and Beco do Batman
I counted my years and discovered that I haveless time to live going forward than I have lived until now.I have more past than future.I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies.The first ones, he ate ungracious,but when he realized there were only a few left,he began to taste them deeply.Mário de… Continue reading São Paulo: Avenida Paulista Sunday Street Festival
Dear Friend, Greetings! First, thank you for taking the time to handwrite me a letter—to receive a written correspondence nowadays is such a rarity. You could have easily emailed, texted, or instant messaged me, but you opted for the more old-fashioned mode of communication, and I appreciate that. Second, congratulations on your nuptials! I am… Continue reading Response Letter to a Friend
I am currently in the Midwest staying at my mother and step-father's place. One of my goals while back in the US was to hunt down my back-up hard drive that I stashed in their basement storage room. On this drive are all the digital photos that I took ever since I made the switch… Continue reading My Days in Beijing #ThrowbackTrip
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