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      The critic Hornsey remarks that "Despite its melodramatic overstatement ...the poem expresses the stultifying effects that the social and political events have upon the creative imagination. The poet wishes to write an ode to spring but is prevented from creative 'fhyghhe negative images of "Jackal, cormorant and kite."..."she is unable to receive creative inspiration from the passing of winter because, as she obssrves, "Whilst horror whistles down in Spain/Who can announce a Canadian spring?"
      A somewhat similar short lyric of my own might be relevant to read here. It is simply called "Spain":
      When the bare branch responds to leaf and light Remember them: it is for this they fight. It is for haze-swept hills and the green thrust Of pine, that they lie choked with battle dust.
      You who hold beauty at your finger-tips Hold it because the splintering gunshot rips Between your comrades' eyes; hold it across Their bodies' barricade of blood and loss.
      You who live quietly in sunlit space
      Reading the Herald after morning grace
      Can count peace dear, if it has driven
      Your sons to struggle for this grim, new heaven.
      That is not so typical of my response to Spain as others that I will be
      xxxxxx reading here at a different time ; but Hornsey makes an interesting comment . "It is notable that along with Bruce's 'Deep Cove' the other poems (in New Frontier) which most directly view their world as being out of harmony with the natural order of the universe are those written by women. Livesay, Day and Taggard all see their environment as evidence of a world which has fallen from order into chaos. Their poems imply a more comprehensive awareness of the role of the revolutionary, whether he be poet, politician or soldier: that of aiding in the restoration of social harmony between men so that the world of man's creation may again be congruent with the greater order of the natural universe."
      In July/August issue of New Frontier there appeared a most unusual long dramatic poem by Kenneth, Leslie, a poet from the maritimes who is only recovering his due now that he is dead. His poem, "The Censored Editor" is the most ambitious of any poems written in Canada bbout Spain. It would be rewarding to have several voices doing a dramatic reading of this, but