Return of the Fortnightly Poem

The poem took an extended winter vacation. In fact, all the way to Argentina, where it’s summer, revisiting our 2011 choir tour.

Carpe Diem at the Estancia

Souvenir

Souvenir

Young unshaven gaucho,
putting on a show
for Malbec-soaked gringos,
gallops to catch a ring—
cheap metal wrapped in ribbon
colors of the Argentine flag.

He hands a lady the captured ring,
kisses her on the cheek.
She notices his elbow-to-wrist tattoo—
“Carpe Diem”— in Old English type.

She seizes him, the ring, the day.

carpe diem

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