Mortal field of land. A little death. Federico García Lorca, Huerta de San Vicente, Granada, 1932 / Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía (public domain) Does anyone ever consider that their death is “little?” One would hardly think so, for it is far too personal, an end to being altogether; but perhaps as Lorca’s assassins led him away in the foothills outside Granada, the poet told himself that his death was foretold and therefore inexorable. Aaron Shulman’s The Age of Disenchantments: The Epic Story of Spain’s Most Notorious Literary Family and the Long Shadow of the Spanish Civil War leads with the mysteries of Lorca’s death, whose body was never recovered, and it recounts the revealing saga of the Leopoldo Panero clan, snaking through the civil war and postwar years under Franco.