To love… But who loves?

Matilde Pons, Tháder High School

“To love… But who loves?”


Between Calle Algarrobo and Calle Sauce

Teacher Matilde Pons and her students from Orihuela Tháder high school painted this colourful mural. A yellow-feathered bird takes flight next to verses of the poem Flight by Miguel Hernández. In the background, Orihuela’s skyline and some fig leafs floating, ubiquitously above the poet’s work.


Only he who loves, flies. But who loves enough
to be like the slightest and most fugitive bird?
It goes eastwards sinking, commanding hatred, all that
might have wanted to rise again, direct and alive.

To love… But who loves? To fly… But who flies?
I will conquer the blue, eager for plumage,
but love, always beneath, is saddened
at not finding the wings that sure courage gives.

An ardent being, clear of desires, winged,
wanted to ascend, to have freedom in which to nest.
He wanted to forget that men move away in chains.
Where they lacked feathers put valour and oblivion.

Sometimes he flew so high, that the sky shone
over his skin, under his skin, the bird.
Being, you who were once confused with a lark,
others, like weights of hail, brought you down.