Andalusian Poems - Poems about Andalusian

...Below the wrought iron veranda, a guitar translated the dark. Orchids unrolled their purple tongues to arbor the moon. We had quarreled earlier, now I lowered my head in your lap. Someone w......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations III Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936) was a Spanish poet, playwright and theater director. He was assassinated by Nationalist forces at the beginning of the Spanish Civil War an......Read the rest...

...Lorca Translations II Canción del jinete (“Song of the Rider”) by Federico Garcia Lorca translation by Michael R. Burch Cordoba. Distant and lone. Black pony, big moon, olives in my saddleb......Read the rest...

...We are saccharine caramel clad morsels welded by the tectonic might of the Earth’s downtrodden salt, seared in union with the bucolic bread of Bethlehem We are verdant jars our curvaceous ......Read the rest...

...It was cooler on the veranda, below us, a Spanish guitar translated twilight words. Orchids unrolled their purple tongues for the moon to drink upon. We had quarreled earlier, now I lowered m......Read the rest...

...There’s an air of excitement Amongst most cultured of Spain Centred around a little hamlet On the Andalusian Plain. They are arriving by the plane load, Helicopter, and even limousine For the......Read the rest...

...It is cooler on the veranda. Below us a guitar translates the aroma of an Andalusian night. Orchids unroll their purple tongues in an arbor of moonlight. Starlight flickers in the eyes of sle......Read the rest...

...A love story in an Andalusian grove that belongs now as a last look at a cat-scan. Beneath that olive bower, she sips a glass of La Rioja Alta. He looks at the scan. He keeps lookin......Read the rest...

...La Saeta Dijo una voz popular: “¿Quién me presta una escalera, para subir al madero para quitarle los clavos a Jesús el Nazareno?” ¡Oh la saeta, el cantar al Cristo de los gitanos, siem......Read the rest...

...Came from the North displaced by the cold winters, They migrated to America these creatures Natives saw the horse differently from the Spanish As a gift to their People Respected godlike before ......Read the rest...

...It was cooler on the veranda. Below us a guitar translated the dark. Orchids unrolled their purple tongues to arbor moonlight. We had quarreled earlier, now I lowered my head in your lap. Someo......Read the rest...

...Listen, can you hear it your taste buds losing interest? A buzzing in the air black-winged hoverers flit and fly across the kitchenette drawn in by the smell of tantalizing flavors. ......Read the rest...

...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: Tongue-Teasers - XLIX « Third Degree » is when you add « Insult to injury ». If you take everything everybody says with a « pinch of salt », we’ll soon be able to drink oc......Read the rest...

...-Nothing there is. Poem. -Is the poem nothing? -None there is. Poet. -Is the poet none? -Nothing there is. Immortality of decaying! -Is the immortality of decaying nothing? -Oh; ......Read the rest...

...Translation of David Broza's " ! Ay Amor ! Que seria de mi ! " by T. Wignesan ( I'm not certain if this' s the original title of the lyrics composed by Eitan Nahmias GLASS. My translation is ma......Read the rest...