Several months ago, the British
Unlocked the mainland border gates.
Workers can go freely home at night.
Tourists cross by bus as well as boat.
Spain has access to her own peninsula
The taxi takes us mile by mile
Into the garrisoned warren, the tunneled
Ant like arsenal. Pirates, moors,
Spanish, Germans, British and French
Drowned in flames for this barren rock.
Within numberless caves carved
By wind and water, some as vast
And domed as cathedrals, limestone pillars
Refracting thin aeolian chimes,
Neanderthal families gathered by their fires.
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