I was in Granada some time ago for the Easter celebrations and to visit the Alhambra, which is breath taking in its beauty. I had a room in the old town, near the cathedral and the processions kept me awake and led to this poem.
PALM SUNDAY PROCESSION GRANADA
half asleep in your hotel room
on a street of darkened windows
loud voices converse
as if it wasn’t well after midnight
then you hear the drums slow beat
speak a language your blood almost knows
every now and then horns spike the night
unexpectedly you find yourself an observer
in a doppler effect experiment
as you note the red shift
all the way to the cathedral
The doppler effect is the change in the frequency of a sound as it passes by you, for example an ambulance's siren, how the pitch changes. Red shift is the colour change in the visual spectrum as observed from the earth. I think I am accurate in my description, you can always look it up via the hyper links.Here's the marvellous Annabelle Chvostek. It would be good if she would tour again.
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