A curation by Kelly Krugman, Curator and Cultural Worker at SAVVY Contemporary - The round silence of night, /
one note on the stave /
of the infinite. //
Ripe with lost poems, /
I step naked into the street. /
The blackness riddled /
by the singing of crickets: /
sound, /
that dead /
will-o'-the-wisp, /
that musical light /
perceived /
by the spirit. /
A thousand butterfly skeletons /
sleep within my walls. //
A wild crowd of young breezes /
over the river.
— Hour of Stars (1920) tr. Catherine Brown by Federico Garcia Lorca, Spanish poet, playwright, and theatre director
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