http://slow.writerscafe.org/MariaMendez The original writings of author Maria E. Mendez en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775943367 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The days grow long againLike the zucchini in my gardenRich, green and full of lifeAll around are colors as flowers bloomand butterflies danceand the hummingbirds returnwith long tongues to taste the nectarof verdant SpringWhere shall the summer lead?It must follow Springand end at Autumn,the crossro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2943140/ Working in the fields. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2896987/ My desperate notion wasreciprocationaquid pro quo and a validationThateverything my feelings were for youcouldbe found in equal abundance in youNoman is an island they saybuta few are dense as trees in a forestorigneous rock heaved up from the oceanIdidn’t think.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2868636/ Another moon poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2861457/ Thenights are long and restlessItis ninety degrees at one a.m.Iwalk out to look at the stars;thecrescent moon on the horizon.Silverclouds drift, streamingtheirfeathery tendrils; wisps,ringlets,curls of an angel, dreaming,tangledtresses, moonlight kissed.Ihear an ech.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2858132/ Ashallow pit in the sandtofulfill our next desirewefill with charcoalfromour mesquite fireCoverit with a gratetogrill our nopalesanda few minutes laterwewill have thesewithtortillas served with riceandquesadillasItis simple desert farefrompeople .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2858069/ How dark the night?Howlong the journey?Wewait for the sun.Wetravel onward.Howlong the wait?Howdeep the excavation?Wetunnel towards our dreams.Wehope in expectation.Wemark the miles.Wecount the years.Wechart our coursethroughtrials and tears... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857783/ A play on the word "elementary". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857611/ A storm the other night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857604/ The Reddish Egret stalks flatsalongthe Rio Grande hisbeak like a sewing needleperfectfor spearing his dinnerInhis stone blue stockingshesearches the rippling waterHisshaggy head is bentlikea question mark;hiseyes, sharp as his beak,arefocused on the shallows.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857340/ I don't http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857194/ Heat and the Horned Toad http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857191/ Autism http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857190/ The Seven Sisters http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MariaMendez/2857189/