Yesterday is Sevilla

Yesterday is Sevilla

 

had I known how it would be –

             when the government mandated closure

             when –

                   trains               buses               aircraft

became containers for a deadly virus,

my voice was but a whisper,

my touch soft as we walked the empty streets

    

     the restaurants and museums shuttered

     the ancient space where we ate yesterday, vanished

     the beer we drank in that little place the day before, locked away

     the heavy wooden door of the Almacen, barred.

     The ancient walls filled with paintings, inaccessible

            

Signs

a culture was dying   

             as around us

             the streets held their mouths tight,

             the heavens shuddered with questions,

            as this once living universe grew silent,

     we turned away and cried.  

By Rob Mohr

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