EL OLOR DE LA GUERRA

2014

 

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I do not know what the smell of war is like, I have never smelled war.

I know the smell of wet earth, the smell after the storm. I know the smell of the sea,

So intense, so life.

Still, today, I smell childhood full of cereals harvested in summer. Intense odors that

they get in the soul. That are linked to the loved ones that accompanied me

at those moments…

I remember the smell of my children when I breast-fed them or the intense smell of oil, almost

thick, that could be measured, that smell that comes from the mills ...

My smells are linked to the field and to their tasks, to the loving memories and

tender ... I search and search and do not find in the memory smells that make me suffer.

And yet, despite not knowing what the smell of war is, there are times, as in

the massacres in Palestine, where listening to the news and seeing the images

it invades an odor that I do not know, that I do not have registered but that is sour, that is

nauseating and that breaks my soul because I perceive that behind that smell there are thousands of

smells that will remind someone of his tragedy forever, after the madness of others.

 

Raquel Ramírez García

 

 

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