<\/p>\n

A lot of us were upset when it
\n was ploughed over and leveled.
\n The black mold foxing up the walls
\n of the new school’s foundation
\n neither takes a figurative shape
\n nor scripts a vandal’s invective;
\n but, there’s no doubt about it,
\n it’s pure naiad scorn.
\n <\/em>
\n *<\/p>\n

There’s an old story about
\n a king marrying one. In one
\n of Virgil’s stories, didn’t a mother
\n guide her frustrated son to the key
\n of how things change; some trouble
\n with lethal, unintended consequences
\n springing up like agitated
\n snakes or a colony of bees?<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

An Austin friend of mine
\n goes on about the monarchs
\n and about how gods
\n and goddesses are eternal,
\n even when people
\n completely fall silent,
\n stop worshipping them.<\/p>\n

She has a lot to say
\n about a native spring
\n that use to be a charming spot.<\/p>\n

Once, in Luarca, a small village
\n in northern Spain, I visited a legendary
\n urban spring, La Fuente del Bruxo<\/em>.
\n Someone had marked the source
\n with a four-leaf clover carved in stone,
\n had installed a spigot. The locals
\n (whose ancient language is Bable)
\n say that water use to always
\n run there, that it was a Celtic site.<\/p>\n

My last visit, I was piqued
\n to see that someone had built
\n on top of the ancient location.
\n Another disconcerted pilgrim
\n had scrawled VERGO\u00d1A
\n in fierce black spray paint
\n across one of the new walls.<\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

Back then, we didn’t have
\n a place to hang out. No mall.
\n There was one remote spot. . .
\n a little spring. An ancient wall spigot
\n was mounted near a limestone cliff
\n green with maidenhair fern and frogs.<\/em><\/p>\n

It was a beautiful place!
\n We’d trounce there to skinny dip,
\n picnic, eat the wild figs
\n that grew there;<\/em><\/p>\n

sometimes, we’d hike on
\n down to Bull Creek.<\/em><\/p>\n

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