Poets & Poems (by Dennis L. Siluk)) Part XIV)) Noisy City Surround by Hills (Huancayo, Peru)

Poets & Poems
Globetrotter Poet
(By Dennis L. Siluk)) Part XIV))
(Reviews, Commentaries, Short Stories and Poems)
[10-21-2006]


Noisy City Surrounded by Hills
(Huancayo, Peru)


There is a city where I seem to mend
I rest on its colorful hills
walk its flat assault
(sometimes in circles),
looking at the mountains they call hills.

The sun beats overhead like a ringing bell:
the weather has an appetite of indifference
I can tell: it rains cats and dogs—
but I seem to mend well…!

I’m but one pebble (stone) in it all,
only one mouth to feed, nothing else:
in this noisy city surrounded by hills—
but I seem to mend well…!

Workmen walking here and there,
storerooms full of gadgets and doodads,
a cemetery people really go to visit,
surrounded by mountains or hills.

My stomach seems to like their food as well
(the elusive taste of the Mantaro Region);
I shall be good as new, soon I can tell:
in this noisy city surrounded by Hills.


Note 1: written in Lima, Peru, October 21, 2006, at my casa (11:15 AM); #1525

Note 2: Huancayo, Peru, is a beautiful noisy little city in the Mantaro Valley, beyond the Andes. It likes its music, its parades, its many, many fiestas, and its weekly noisy market; not to mention but I will, the folks there like to use their car horns more than their blinkers, and every cab driver (Taxi) in town has its radio on (music louder than a normal conversation; so good luck in talking); as well as every restaurant, if not the radio on, than the T.V, if not the T.V., something is wrong, perhaps the electric is shut down for an hour of endurable silence.