The sun laughed over the arena,
The matador perspired sequins,
The bull wept blood upon the sand.
The moon turned; So did fate, NOW;
The sun perspired sequins behind the cloud,
The matador wept tears of blood upon the sand,
The bull laughed over the arena.
The bull thanked the moon.
The moon smiled.
© Sue Lobo
Excerpt from the book âWild Whisperingsâ
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100% of all proceeds from Wild Whisperings are being donated to The Save The Rhino Fund.
Photo Credit: © Johan Willner/Etsa/Corbis
Certainly not saving rhino´s in Spain, or Bulls. This is our tradition, and they socialist government already tried to banned them, eventually there was pretty much a social revolt. We love our bullfights, we are Spanish, we are…. The Spartans!!!