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Two Poems on the Traditions of Peru [in English and Spanish]
Atahualpa's Game Sometimes, it's not wise 6/6/05 #713 Note: Atahualpa, was the most famous of the Inca Kings, in the 16th century of Peru, I do relieve, and was held for ransom by the Spaniards. And legend has it, because of a chess game, he was killed, while Catalina Wanka was on her way bringing Gold for his freedom, of which she stopped abruptly, and hid, once finding out, the king was murdered by the Spaniards. El Juego de Atahualpa A veces, no es sabio 6/6/05 *713 21. Ica, Witches Do not go to Ica, dear friend Perhaps lose your head, 6/6/05 #714 [Ica, is in Northern Peru] Note: there are stories, that even my wife agrees with, that she has heard that witches haunt this area of Peru; a city in the South part of Peru. brujas de Ica No vaya a Ica, querido amigo 6/6/05 *714 Poet/Author Dennis Siluk website: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
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