On the Death of My Comrade Larry Cane (1915-1976) By Manny (Sam Nahman) Harriman

August 27, 2020
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Lawrence Cohen (Cane), Commissar, Company 1, 59th Battalion, September 1938. The 15th International Brigade Photographic Unit Photograph Collection ; ALBA Photo 11; ALBA Photo number 11-0253. Tamiment Library/Robert F. Wagner Labor Archives. Elmer Holmes Bobst Library, 70 Washington Square South, New York, NY 10012, New York University Libraries.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Volunteer, Volume 1, No. 1, 1978.

 

I cried

when I heard

you died, Larry.

 

The tears flowed

while rage

racked my insides

 

How could you die Larry

not you

not yet

we are almost there!

 

Only yesterday

when the Ebro erupted

black earth, darkened red

exploding in Spanish hills

while death whistled

a chilling morning song

 

You held my hand, Larry

scared that I was

and calmly, with a smile

said, don’t worry Sammy

we’ll see Spain’s

warming sun again!

 

How could you die Larry!

Not you

not yet

we are almost there!

 

The rising sun is

already warming my face

Oh! How I would love

to see your face again

ablaze

in Spain’s new full sun!

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