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Poetry Month 2016: Jim Harrison
Lorca Again When Lorca was murdered they had him turn around and look down the steep mountainside at Granada far below. Goodbye hometown. They shot him in the back as always, also in the butt because he was gay. The powerful rifles splintered him and later the family picked u the pieces on the slope for burial. What a rare bird. It was like shooting the last blue heron on earth. There’s a sundial there now. We drank a bottle Christine made called Memoire. I choked on the wine and tears.Read More