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Santiago- a Poem by Lorca

Tonight Santiago went by On his path of light through the sky The playing children say so a gentle brook’s burbling water. Where to, celestial pilgrim, riding that infinite clear path? He’s heading for distant dawn’s shine on a horse … Continue reading

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My friend, my lover

My friend: well then, they asked me Asked after you and my sadness Though it’s true you weren’t taken Taken by earth or by sea Nor even the happy breeze. My friend: it’s true, I was sad Just because you … Continue reading

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