Two Dead PoetsA Poet Revisits Lorca’s DeathMadrid / Granada, July 1936 Clouds gathered over the capital. A rising storm. Rumors slouched through streets and squares. Hunched in coffee-shops. Puffed at cigarettes. Struggled up stairways. Stumbled down alleyways. Lorca took it all in but was not taken in. He knew the signs. War marched through backContinue reading “Two Dead Poets. Fiction/Prose Poem by Roger Moore”