Lynn White's poem "Barcelona Past"
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places,
and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream,
fantasy, and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has
been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net, and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in
many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review, and So It Goes.
Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and
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Barcelona Past
It was our first trip to Spain.
We were determined to travel
and with little money, we hitched to Spain.
Barcelona was the choice.
Well, not a choice exactly.
It was where the driver was going.
He found us a pension
in an old street.
He knew the owner.
Well, he’d stayed there himself.
It was cheaper than cheap
and friendly.
We went out to explore that first night.
So different,
so much character.
Then we returned,
returned to a locked door.
No bell or knocker
and shouting roused no one.
A passer-by understood our plight
and clapped his hands. smiling.
Seconds later a man appeared
with a huge bunch of keys.
He let us in.
This was the time of Franco.
This was the system in Barcelona's past.
We understood it then.
© 2022 Lynn White
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