Poems by Federico Garcia Lorca
Landscape of a Vomiting Multitude
... and summoning the demon of bread through the sky's clean-swept hills ...
Landscape of a Pissing Multitude
... because there is a world of death whose perpetual sailors will appear in the arches and ...
Gacela of the Dead Child
... and the valley was tumbling with lilies and dogs ...
Saturday Paseo: Adelina
... You in Dark and the I the sun that's hot, ...
Romance Sonámbulo
... How many times would she wait for you, ...
The Song of the Barren Orange Tree
... I want to live without my reflection ...
If My Hands Could Defoliate translated from Si Mis Manos Pudieran Deshojar
... petals of a flower (depetaled would be a nice word, but alas isn't a word in the English vocabulary) ...
Sonnet
... I'll be a free sign of oppressed norms ...
Peaceful Waters:Variation
... under a bough laden with stars ...
Declaring
... a cautious power dwells, accidental and passing ...
Si Mis Manos Pudieran Deshojar -- With English Translation
... Más lejano que todas las estrellas ...
Piccolo Valzer Viennese
... con te con un costume che abbia la testa di fiume ...
Ballad of the Moon, Moon
... " The rider was drawing closer ...
Cantos Nuevos -- With Translation
... I'm thirsty for scents and for laughter ...
Ode to Salvador Dali
... or your pigments that flirt with the pigment of your times, ...
