El Violin: Valencia ( A Love Poem to the Spanish City of Oranges

Bohemian nights in Valencia where the gypsies shred violins into the coming dark
“Rhythmic swells reverberate trough my lungs. The back streets of Valencia.

Back street Europe.

Romani enclaves and gypsy parts of town.

We’ll sit here in the Plaça de la Virgen with our stiff sangria, smartly bashful in red-faced delerium.

For it is Spring and the blossoms have begun to sing. 

A nod to blanco nerium”

A poem to the City of Oranges. An Open Love Letter to the City of Valencia, Spain.

Under Construction

You may have noticed many changes here at Yallah’Bye. In fact, we’re now operating under the banner of Nicholas Andriani–reserving Yallah’Bye for my manuscript alone. Over the next week pages will come and go as we transform this site into a portfolio to showcase my writing and promote my memoir “Yallah’Bye.” Expect to see many changes. The additionContinue reading “Under Construction”