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Dear Members and friends . Here's another poem by Federico Garcia Lorca . Thanks Jana for selecting and emailing this poem to me .This poem will be read at Cervantes Inner City meeting at ART HOUSE on wednesday the 2nd July 2008. Casida ll Del llanto He cerrado mi balcon porque no quiero oir el llanto, pero por detras de los grises muros no se oye otras cosa que el llanto. Hay muy pocos angeles que canten, hay muy pocos perros que ladren, mil violines caben en la palma de mi mano. Pero el llanto es un perro inmenso, el llanto es un angel inmenso, el llanto es un violin inmenso, las lagrimas amordazan al viento, y no se oye cosa que el llanto. Qasida of the Weeping I have closed off my balcony, for i do not want to hear the weeping. But out there, beyond gray walls, nothing is heard but the weeping. There are very few angels who sing. There are very few dogs that bark. A thousand violins fit in the palm of my hand. But the weeping is an enormous dog, the weeping is an enormous angel, the weeping is an enormous violin, tears have muzzled the wind, and nothing is heard but the weeping. |