Mother Spanish Poems

Lorca Translations I

Gacela of the Dark Death
by Federico Garcia Lorca
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I want to sleep the dreamless sleep of apples
far from the...

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Barcelona looked like a church 
as I walked down La Rambla
in search of a vacant room 
on that warm morning.
The balconies of the flanking 
high-rise...

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Fire crackles from within the aged wood-stove as the curandera reads from her book of recipes. Her rusted voice echoes around her old hut as...

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And Margarita holds her mother's sleeve
as she's lead toward the waiting surrey ride.
El Segundo with reins of bays doth weave
to find a space at colonnade's...

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4/18/2018
Wide melancholic Owl Eyed glass goddess

Almost hypnotic, guilt trips semi-honest.

Her pain is contagious, vocally pulling heart strings

All guilty pleas are aimless, only her tragic tone...

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Of Laurius' Rancho San Luis Ore,
a distant place, Don Jose now spoke.

"Margarita now speaks of traveling to Luis Ore tomorrow, Don Huerra."
"Is that true? it...

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The last sigh of the Moor, King Boabdil,
As he flees the triumphant Ferdinand,
Echoes round slopes of a mist-shrouded hill.
He looks back for the last time...

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"Mi primo" means my cousin in Spanish.
He calls me his "primita"- little cousin.
This is the story of how mi primo
Taught me about the meaning of...

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