Last Night Lorca

Sometime late at night, maybe in a village or in a city,
they will come.

You’ve spent your life avoiding these two men. When
they arrive you will have just begun to relax from some
labor or some unpleasantness.

They knock at your door and you bid them enter and
entertain them with formalities – until a camera advances
the action of your body being thrown against excuses.

They will say they just want some information. But your
time in the land of the living is growing short because they
think the pounding of your heart beats against them.

And why did they come for Lorca?

They came because you allowed them to come – because
your need of comfort quieted your outrage and silenced
your radicalism.

They came because the insomnia your questions once posed
were opiated by convenience; because your dreams seemed
so much harder to believe in.

Expect them. They will come. And they will bring your
neighbor hastily pulled from a bed to swear testimony
against you.

And now you are just like the great man Lorca, being
driven in a car late at night – except you are lonely without
the poverty of poetry.

In the morning –

After breakfast and the comfort of a smoke, an interrogator
with manicured nails slips a fresh piece of paper into a typewriter,
and turning to you ask you to begin your confession again.

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6 responses to “Last Night Lorca

  1. Very intriguing poem, great use of Lorca (I assume you refer to Federico García).

    I like the way you tell the story, the language is wonderful.

  2. Thank you – intrinsic…I am referring to Federico García Lorca – and then to the rest of us…

    Poetman

  3. renaissanceguy

    Scary. Well-written as usual.

    Your reference to Lorca reminds me of “What Thoughts I Have of You Tonight” by Allen Ginsberg. Do you know that poem? It is different in theme, but it refers to Walt Whitman and to Federico Garca Lorca.

  4. renaissanceguy

    Sorry. Apparently the title of Ginsberg’s poem is “A Supermarket in California.”

  5. RG – Thank you for your feedback –

    I do know the poem you are referring too. It has been a while since I have read it, but I remember liking it.

    Poetman

  6. Very nice. The way it talks gently strengthens the subject, yes, like Osundare’s poem. Thanks.

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