There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or c… - Federico García Lorca

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There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight, drench, or conceal the vast towers, but those towers, hostile to mystery and blind to any sort of play, shear off the rain's tresses and shine their three thousand swords through the soft swan of the fog.

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About Federico García Lorca

Federico García Lorca (5 June 1898 – 19 August 1936) was a Spanish poet, dramatist, painter, pianist and composer.

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Alternative Names: García Lorca García Lorca, Federico G. F. Lorca Phenteriko Gkarthia Lorka Lorka F. García Lorca F. G. Lorca Lorca Federico Garciá Lorca Federico del Sagrado Corazón de Jesús García Lorca Phederiko Gkarthia Lorka Federiḳo Garsiyah Lorḳah Federiko Garsii︠a︡ Lorka Federico Garcia Lorca Frederico Garcia Lorca Federico del Sagrado Corazon de Jesus Garcia Lorca Garcia Lorca F. Garcia Lorca Federiko Garsia Lorka Federico Carcía Lorca Federico Carcia Lorca
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The children watch
a distant point.
Lamps go out.
Some blind girls
question the moon
and spirals of grief
rise in the air.
The mountains survey
a distant point.

- After Passing By

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In the green morning
I wanted to be a heart.
A heart.

And in the ripe evening
I wanted to be a nightingale.
A nightingale.

(Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.)

In the vivid morning
I wanted to be myself.
A heart.

And at the evening's end
I wanted to be my voice.
A nightingale.

Soul,
turn orange-colored.
Soul,
turn the color of love.

- Ditty of First Desire

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