Dawn (Federico Garcia Lorca Poems)
Dawn in New York hasfour columns of mireand a hurricane of black pigeonssplashing in the putrid waters.Dawn in New York ...
Dawn in New York hasfour columns of mireand a hurricane of black pigeonssplashing in the putrid waters.Dawn in New York ...
The fat lady came out first, tearing out roots and moistening drumskins. The fat lady who turns dying octopuses inside ...
The men kept to themselves: they were waiting for the swiftness of the last cyclists. The women kept to themselves: ...
No one understood the perfume of the dark magnolia of your womb. Nobody knew that you tormented a hummingbird of ...
Weeping, I go down the street Grotesque, without solution With the sadness of Cyrano And Quixote. Redeeming Infinite impossiblities With ...
1. Cogida and death At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the ...
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