Tag Archives: Alvaro Cunqueiro

My friend, my lover

My friend: well then, they asked me Asked after you and my sadness Though it’s true you weren’t taken Taken by earth or by sea Nor even the happy breeze. My friend: it’s true, I was sad Just because you … Continue reading

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Álvaro Cunqueiro- The Enchanted Island

There is an enchanted island Away in the deeps of the sea With oxen the colour of weather And shepherd girls made of glass. The isle has a river of birds That open their mouths in song- Sad island birds … Continue reading

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Ánxel Fole- Charon

After spending  two years in the mountain village, I arrived in Lugo one rainy afternoon in February.  I ensconced myself in the foyer of the España cinema on the old Rúa do Progreso.  Two old friends were there: Vicentiño and … Continue reading

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Breogan’s Lighthouse

I work on the Camino de Santiago in Galicia- the Camiño.  At the end of every journey I make my way down to Follas Novas, my favourite book shop in Santiago de Compostela, and buy a book or two.  I … Continue reading

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