The Poetry of Abandonment at Port d'Arcachon

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February 23rd 2008

Published: April 26th 2008

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Empty Tide
Salty Breeze
Muddy Sea Bed
Clocks Ticking Ever So Slowly

One Last Standing Tree
Dry Long Grass Lying on the Path
Shouts of Men Sorting Out Nets
Boats Left Ashore

Warm Wind
Buzzing Flies
Empty Shells
Closed Oyster Farms

Cracked Walls
Broken Tiles
Rough Furniture
Far Away Voices
Distant Echoes
Deserted Spaces

Intense Heat
Undisturbed Movements
Untroubled Simplicity
Abandoned Fishing Huts at Port d'Arcachon

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Jose Magalhaes

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Hello and welcome to my blog. I feel so happy for having a chance to explore a bit of this amazing planet where we spend our brief existence. After years of dedication to teaching at a primary school in central London I was ready for a change. Setting off on a motorbike trip through western Europe and Morocco was like a jug of fresh water to my thirsty mouth. Then after some preparation I flew to N.York, bought a van and spent a few months crossing the United States, visiting the most spectacular landscapes in the national parks - and crying of gratitude for the ... full info

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