Spanish Civil War
by Jane Duran
Spanish Civil War - Jane Duran
Spanish Civil War
I can scarcely imagine it happened –
where it would be – the places of it.
Quiet places I visit now – torn up grass,
headed-off mist, depositions
of rose, vine, earth. Aragon all night
a cruel river you need to cross.
Here, and here, they say leading you
from the square, the church steps.
Here, by these houses, and on this hill
of fervent olive trees – yes, this very.
from Silences from the Spanish Civil War (Enitharmon, 2002), © Jane Duran 2002, used by permission of the author and the publisher.