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Casida of Weeping

      – after Federico Garcia Lorca
 
Dear Federico, it is impossible

      to shut all the balconies of the world

to the sounds of weeping. The angels

      have been arrested as they crossed

the border, their wings torn off

      and crumpled into sheets of tinfoil.

It is impossible to describe

      the tears of the separated 

though their weeping has been

      recorded. In the distance, dogs

and sentinels limp from one

      mile marker to another, 

exhausted. And dear Federico,

      a mother could not ever forget you.

Or a father. Or a grandfather.

      Their cries make the sound 

of hundreds of strings pitched

      to breaking. Like you, all we hear

pouring over the balconies

      is the sound of weeping.
 
 
 
← Luisa A Igloria