Federico García Lorca |
Poetry on Peace Federico García Lorca:
Song of the Motionless Gardener (1921)
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SONG OF THE MOTIONLESS GARDENER What you wouldnt have suspected lives & trembles in the air. Those treasures of the day you keep just out of reach. These come & go in truckloads but no one stops to see them. Banged up they come but virgin, & gone back to seed they leave. Things speak to you but no one bothers to stop & listen. The world's waterspout of objects, various & steady. Those tresures of the day you keeep just out of reach. The hot rush of your blood drowning the virgin silence. But the two good eyes you have would draw you to the source. Those treasures of the day you keep just out of reach. What you wouldn't have suspected lives & trembles in the air. The garden joined together by its putrefying perfumes. Every leaf inside it dreaming a different kind of dream. Federico García Lorca (1898-1936), Canción del jardiner inmóvil (from Suites translated by Jerome Rothenberg) The Poetical Works of Federico García Lorca (Edited by Christopher Maurer), Volume III Farrar Straus Giroux, NY, 1995, pp. 104-107 |
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