In this poem there is not any movement, it is only a snapshot of life, it means it is a picture, almost dead, as there is no movement at all. And this is the reason why the poem seems to be calming.
How could I get better in Spanish if I had to eat by myself. Impossible. The next days we always ate together and sat around the table for hours discussing politics and the lives we were living.
My wife joined me two hours later and everybody went to breakfast. The plan for the day was to visit a cave on one of the islands. We took smaller boats to get there as the ship was too large to approach the island. |
