Category Archives: Poetic interlude

1968 by Joseph Edward Najera

1968 I was searching for you ages ago   When the night wings flew by my window And the air felt cold.   I was looking for a piece of memory,  a remembrance of your face. Maybe if I ran across … Continue reading

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A Remembrance of Eugene Martinez by Jose Eduardo Najera de Ledesma

  I remember November And the day, and the cold fog clinging to my cheeks. It was the day the black cars were waiting With their headlights glowing, The day the people were treading slowly From the white and silent … Continue reading

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