Thursday 19 January 2012

Lisbon’s medieval post modernism

A blood perfect warm sun 
and smooth caressing breeze
rustle the leaves
of the olive and cumquat trees in white cylindrical pots.
The Black sofas under the Lisbon sun
are body warm.
White tables and chairs,
white rectangular tin side tables
and a double shot expresso.

Portuguese ambient pop wafts out through
this outdoor cafe on the expansive flat concrete.
Looking out from this high vantage
to iridescent sparkling waters
and jagged, jumbled dwellings
which are impossibly perched and sandwiched in the hilly terrain
painted greens and clashing but surprisingly pleasing with
the pinks, mustards, siennas and terracottas.

The seabirds are calling to the sound of
the No. 12 tram rattling up and down the alleys of Lisbon,
and to the sounds of kind construction noises
making music with teenagers on excursion laughing.
Modernist and Post-modernist sounds
contrast with medieval bells,
as the Bell tolls 11.

 25th February 2011

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