by Lorraine Caputo
In a corner adobe home
Christmas lights adorn
an altar
Women crowd at the open
window & door
singing to the Virgin
In this falling dusk
a single-horse cart
Snaking behind
four young boys
hanging on
Galloping rollerskating
down the street
Beyond the tree-hidden shore
Volcán Concepción rises
from Lago Cocibolca
Capped in its
own smoke flowing
down steep slopes
The full moon is
already high &
bright