My grandmother would go to church
before easter- she would take us-
and the building would be lined with Palm fronds
I can't remember if thats when she had ash on her forehead too.
I saw a movie where the terrorist on the plane
hid the bomb in a box of dates
I was young and alarmed by dates for awhile.
My favorite picture of T
is from Portugal
he is sitting in a cafe
with a Belgium guy Serg
we met him and befriended him immediately
he had a happy round disposition.
A whole lot of women carrying Palm fronds are walking by behind T
in the photo.
Serg is not in the photo.
T is in the center
and he is happy
he is smiling that way one does
when a group of women
in a procession that is not really understood by you
is happening seemingly spontaneously around you.
We were in Viana do Castello.
I don't know where the photograph is
by I remember it's every detail
fondly.
Friday, April 6, 2012
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