Stirring Of Wings Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Lorca has a poem in which a landscape is wiped clean of the memory of horses, and he intends that image to mean the same thing your poem intends - extinction. There is no human presence in your poem, and consequently, the vistas are vast, the time scale immense, the distances boundless. There is no human presence to bring the landscape into a human perspective. And so it expands ad infinitum. having no human story to contain. This is brilliantly rendered.