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THANKS MICHAEL, GRANDFATHER THANKS! ODIN

My admired Miguel Hernández, who always appreciate your great work, is back today.

Coinciding with the centenary of the poet's birth last year, his family and Civic Commission for Historical Memory of Alicante, called for the revision and annulment the of the death sentence imposed by the Nationals after the war ended.

The sad news is that the Supreme Court has refused permission to bring the resource. The court argued that after the entry into force of the LAW OF HISTORICAL MEMORY this sentence has already been recognized as "fundamentally unfair" and "unlawful on procedural and substantive" and has no legal force.

The family complains to talk about injustice and not void, Case wanted to disappear.

Miguel Hernandez died in 1942 at the age of 31 years shattered lungs in prison in Alicante.

wore 4 years prison in prison. He was sentenced to death in 1940 to enlist on the Republican side, but thanks to the mediation of his friends intellectuals was commuted to 30 years behind bars.

My grandfather also came ill with the jails after a few years in the shadow in the prison of Valladolid, his offense was not joining the Republican side, the land was to have a cooperative affiliated with leftist dyes. (CAIN everlasting).

I leave a poem to make a tribute to Miguel Hernández and if you permit me to my grandfather that I did not know.

(Although do not be fond of poetry give him a chance, it is very Sencillito.)

Winds Village lead me MIGUEL HERNANDEZ

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Winds Village lead me winds drag me people, spread the heart me and I throw in the throat. Oxen bow their heads, helplessly gentle, before punishment: the rise lions and at the same time punish with their clamorous paw. I'm not a people's oxen, I am from a race that deposits of lions, eagles gorges and ridges with pride bulls on the pole. oxen never prospered in the mountains of Spain. Who spoke of throwing a yoke on the neck of this breed? Who ever since the hurricane and yokes unhindered and who kept a lightning bolt prisoner in a cage? of bravery Asturian, Basque armored stone, Valencian and Castilian joy of soul, as the land tilled graceful as wings Andalusian lightning born between guitars and forged on anvils Torrential tears; Extremadura Rye, rain and calm Galician, Catalan firmly

caste Aragon, Murcia dynamite fruit spread, Leon, Navarre, owner hunger, sweat and ax, mining kings, lords tillage men between the roots, as roots graceful, going from life to death, going from nothing to nothing : yokes you want to put people in the weeds, yokes you must leave on their backs broken. Twilight the horse is emerging dawn. Oxen die dresses of humility and block odor; eagles, lions and bulls arrogance, and behind them the sky is cloudy or or ends. The agony of the oxen has small face, the male animal of all creation larger. If I die, I die with head held high. Dead twenty times dead, mouth against the grass, I'll teeth clenched and determined chin. Cannot wait to death there nightingales sing over rifles and half battles.