Tagus, Jan Wiezorek
Tagus Two men walk down the steps above the river. We no longer recall how it looks some thirty years later. We sit up on the hill, eating olives, pimentos, pork, and peas in tomato sauce, dipping bread at table like sunset beards under joints of iron and stone, as monastery tracery shadows […]
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