Postcard from Lisbon

It’s the time of year when lots of people travel to far off places, struggle with visas, foreign languages (we learn at least ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ in the appropriate language before we go), currency exchange, etc.. Then there’s the fun of living there, in a rental apartment or b&b, an hotel, navigating buses or trains, maps, and sending postcards …

POSTCARD FROM LISBON

with aching arms I shove
the stroller over cobbles                             IMG_9200..4.18.13. view down st.blog
up our narrow alley

wish you were here
to give weight
carry groceries
promise dinner out

we’d eat by the river
at Zanos’
drink cheap red wine
watch tourists click
smiles for each other

one in red check shirt
looks beyond me
plodding mum
sees picturesque view

he could help push

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my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons, Andrew Jon Mark ... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer. Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more... Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including: Berry and the Birthday Band (2010) One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print Seasons (1993) – out of print Watch-night (2005) – out of print
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