{"id":1117,"date":"2015-01-20T08:59:06","date_gmt":"2015-01-20T16:59:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/?page_id=1117"},"modified":"2026-08-05T16:01:45","modified_gmt":"2026-08-05T23:01:45","slug":"enriques-viaticum","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/inventory\/enriques-viaticum\/","title":{"rendered":"Por lo Bueno"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Through Michoac\u00e1n where clouds\u00a0<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">make up a second landscape in the sky,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> I nurse the fare you meted out<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> in a spare cork-stoppered jar,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> one day\u2019s worth of <em>mezcalito<\/em>,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> in lieu of salt, Aristotle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">The bus grinds on. My gaze rises<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> past tassles of corn, cactus lobes<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> and hawks whose spirals shape the sky.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Up where the billows gape glistens<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> an aerial lake, on its edge,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> a nebulous sierra mirage.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"> From cloud comes cloud comes cloud.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em>Vac\u00edo sin macizo no\u00a0<\/em><em>se puede ser<\/em>.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Emptiness needs<\/span>\u00a0<span style=\"color: #000000;\">vessels to hold its spill.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\"> Going requires somewhere to go.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">*<\/p>\n<p><em>Other Poems from Mexico:<\/em><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/alteritas.net\/pastis\/gossamer-so-sheer\/\"><strong><em>Gossamer So Sheer<\/em><\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Haiku in Mexico<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Hombres necios (translations from Sor Juana)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">*<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em>In 1981, I had a first vacation from the wine business and, upon advice of my new-found friend Richard Haly, I went off to Mexico instead of France, a country too closely associated with work at that point in my life.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em>At this suggestion I visited Michoac\u00e1n and stayed with a friend of his, Enrique, who, when it was time to take my leave, he gave me a little bottle of mescal to bide my time on the bus to Guadalajara. <\/em><\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em>The result was this meditation, one of my various ruminations on clouds. \u00a0<\/em><\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Por lo Bueno<em> was Enrique&#8217;s favorite toast.\u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<!-- AddThis Advanced Settings generic via filter on the_content --><!-- AddThis Share Buttons generic via filter on the_content -->","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Through Michoac\u00e1n where clouds\u00a0 make up a second landscape in the sky, I nurse the fare you meted out in a spare cork-stoppered jar, one day\u2019s worth of mezcalito, in lieu of salt, Aristotle. The bus grinds on. My gaze rises past tassles of corn, cactus lobes and hawks whose spirals shape the sky. 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