Waldo David Frank,
Virgin Spain
(1926)
“ There is a bastioned gate cut with the conquering arms of Leon and Castile.In the east, a low sun. Its horizontal hand touches my face. It is hot, striking across cool dawn. Badajoz is houses gray and gold over shut streets around a Gothic church. The sun is outside the cool city. On the Cathedral porch sit two old women. Their day has begun: it is to sit with open claw and to close on coin and to bless the giver of coin.In my pocket is naught but the moldy paper of Portugal and the silver duros of Spain. I shake my head at the two aged women. ”
