Ode to Salvador Dali (Federico Garcia Lorca Poems)
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
A rose in the high garden you desire.A wheel in the pure syntax of steel.The mountain stripped bare of Impressionist ...
Dawn in New York hasfour columns of mireand a hurricane of black pigeonssplashing in the putrid waters.Dawn in New York ...
A tree of blood soaks the morningwhere the newborn woman groans.Her voice leaves glass in the woundand on the panes, ...
Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights. The starless silence, fleeing from ...
So I took her to the river believing she was a maiden, but she already had a husband. It was ...
Tree, tree dry and green. The girl with the pretty face is out picking olives. The wind, playboy of towers, ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
After rain, through afterglow, the unfolding fan of railway landscape sidled onthe pivot of a larger arc into the green ...
Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on ...
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