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SPANISH WINGS: A LEAF FROM A LOG BOOK, by            
First Line: Dropping down through tired skies
Last Line: Our bodies gorged with the blood of legions.
Subject(s): Aviation & Aviators; Spanish Civil War (1936-1939); Airplanes; Air Pilots


Dropping down through tired skies;
The wires sighing above the propeller-whispers;
The cooling wind pouring over the windshield grass;
Our ships are dropping into the valley
Over the gleaming tile of scattered roof-tops
And abbey spires.

A moon, already far beyond the last retreat of day
Is rising in its bloom.
We are sleek carnivorous birds
Whistling down to a haven among the hills,
Our bodies gorged with the blood of legions.





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