Part II - Terra Nostra

Hispanic hybrid Carlos Fuentes

Chants in magical cadence

Telling a story cloak’d in smoke

And writhing fiery serpents

A Capitane stern at his right hand

In whom all trust is placed

Heldago Mendes of Galicia

The saviour of his race

An hundred tattoo’d drummer boys

At his command commenc’d to drum

And cohorts of Con...

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The Englih & Spanish Colonial Experiment

Prose & Poetry

Part I - The Captain

Aaaah! The smell of rotting hubris in the morning, stultifying the mind and severing several links with reality, the Captain reels. Unhinged, un-masted, the capstan spins, the spinnaker whirls, the wheel runs free and guides not the rudder for her ligaments and straps have snapped and frayed, le...

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