Triple portrait of Lorca by Salvador Dali
My love has flown away
on the black wing of an eagle
to pierce the blue mantle
of a Spanish sky.
Words have deserted me,
they have marched away
to the beat of a thousand drums
and the clash of swords.
The gleam of his naked pistol
and the sun's scorching rays
blinded me as I knelt
that sweltering summer's day
on flowering earth-
mother of all mothers
that gave birth to me.
They dragged me to the cemetery
to breathe my last broken sigh.
I am still searching for the mound
where my shattered bones lie.
Zaina Anwar 2010
11 comments:
Very powerful imagery - so intense. The poem moves so well via the wing theme.
Your powerful words certainly did not 'march away'!
Wow, this is powerful, deep and full of wonderful images. I love the Spanish sky, the beat of the thousand drums, and the last two lines are simply wonderful. Very evocative and image-rich writing. Love it.
This is fantastic!
Love the last lines.
Pamela
Interesting take on the "wings' prompt, Zaina.
This is a powerful poem....the imagery eloquently captures love's loss and the depths of dispair that can follow.
Zaina,
An exceptional read. Loved your words very much...
Eileen
A nice poetic tribute to García Lorca.
Wow! An intense and visual read, sad story with an even sadder ending. I too loved the last lines.
Excellent. A delightful read. Thank you.
I am still searching for the mound
where my shattered bones lie.
....
enjoyed the whole piece,
sad to see shattered bones left...
powerful poem.
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