Solsona
Catalonia – a Haibun
Feel the spring of energy bubbling from the red baked earth, alchemy transforming plants and stones into built forms. A white haired woman watches the golden soaring altar screen, a magic thicket, theatre of worship. Did a gilded leaf just move ? Herod’s soldier grasps the child, his Mama glares through Catalan eyes. Barcelona – shall we stroll along Las Ramblas, to see Gaudi’s Casa Battlo – molten chocolate arabesques of stone.
See Guell Palace in dark and rigid splendour. ” This cannot be our home “, says Senora Gaudi, ” we must move now now now ! And where are the children ?” They are on the roof. “Oh Mama, see what has sprouted here .”
Gaudi’s ghost soulfully prowls between the pinnacles…..”When will this ever end, this eternal project of mine ?
Where is God’s hand to help me ? Aahh, he is here….look up at my celestial ceiling.”
Haiku
Joy in rebellion
Such inventiveness knows no
Boundaries. Bravo
July 7, 2017 at 9:56 pm
And “Bravo!” 2 U.
July 8, 2017 at 10:48 am
Thank you. I felt some of that Catalan energy, and enjoyed writing about their spirit.
July 7, 2017 at 3:57 pm
Glad you enjoyed the ‘guided tour’ of a piece of Catalonia. I find it intriguing.
July 6, 2017 at 2:17 am
Thank you very much for the lovely images and the commentary — toujours interessant!
Petit frere