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Hanging around

Posted on December 20, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 1 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

trees in an icestorm

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Off the map

Posted on December 21, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 2 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

hoarfrost on the ridge

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Waste land

Posted on December 22, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 3 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'The land gets under my skin and festers. Its native inhabitants dwindle from unknown causes. Old-world weed seeds germinate in the crevasses of my bootprints.'

(For an uncaptioned version of the photo, see here.)

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Ignorance

Posted on December 23, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 4 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'The locals are so ignorant, they didn't even know that they were poor until we told them. We put them to work turning mountains upside-down. When the mountains are gone we'll make a fortune farming the wind.'

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The birds

Posted on December 24, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 5 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'The forest went halfway to forever. There was a kind of dove so numerous that one flock could darken the sky for a day. It wasn't natural.'

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Prima materia

Posted on December 25, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 6 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'Before we brought them more specialized tools, they used to make blades and mirrors from the same black stone: blades for killing, mirrors for capturing souls.'

For a larger version of the photo sans poem, see here.

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Knight

Posted on December 27, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 7 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'Grief was the armor I brought with me from Extremadura.'

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Legend

Posted on December 27, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 8 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'Because we appeared to have come from where the ocean meets the sky, the Indians thought we were emissaries of the sun. They'll believe anything, these infidels.'

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Misfit

Posted on December 29, 2008 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 9 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem:

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Horseman, pass by

Posted on January 2, 2009 by Dave Bonta
This entry is part 10 of 16 in the series Postcards from a Conquistador

Poem: 'The horse I rode in on, a proud Andalusian steed, screamed like a native when it was cornered by that rabble of cooks.'

Replacing yesterday’s installment in the series, which is now the focus of an exciting contest: Name the Strange Roundish Object in the Digital Postcard! See comment thread for details.

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