Seranata (Federico Garcia Lorca Poems)
The night soaks itself along the shore of the river and in Lolita's breasts the branches die of love. The ...
The night soaks itself along the shore of the river and in Lolita's breasts the branches die of love. The ...
What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whit- man, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with ...
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
one of Lorca's best lines is, "agony, always agony ..." think of this when you kill a cockroach or pick ...
We have too much exhibitionism and not enough voyeurism in poetry we have plenty of bass and not enough treble, ...
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