Opening the Moorish Grate
Read 'Opening the Moorish Grate' by 'José Martí' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Opening the Moorish Grate by José Martí
Opening the moorish grate
To lean upon the wet sill,
Pale as the moon, and so still,
A lover ponders his fate.
Pale, beneath her canopy
Of red silk and turtledove,
Eve, who says nothing of love,
A violet plucks in her tea.
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