Saturday, October 19, 2019

Glimpses of Eternity


[Time: 1937
 Place:  Spain, at the front, where Orwell was fighting the forces of Franco]


                    (1)  

When an aeroplane swoops down
and uses its machine-gun,

the sound,   from below,
is like a fluttering of wings.


                (2)  

As the yellow dawn  comes up behind us,
the Andalusian sentry,  muffled in his cloak,
begins singing.

Across no man’s land,
a hundred or two hundred yards away,,
you can hear the Fascist sentry   also singing.

-- George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938; publ. 1943)

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