Customize Consent Preferences

We use cookies to help you navigate efficiently and perform certain functions. You will find detailed information about all cookies under each consent category below.

The cookies that are categorized as "Necessary" are stored on your browser as they are essential for enabling the basic functionalities of the site. ... 

Always Active

Necessary cookies are required to enable the basic features of this site, such as providing secure log-in or adjusting your consent preferences. These cookies do not store any personally identifiable data.

No cookies to display.

Functional cookies help perform certain functionalities like sharing the content of the website on social media platforms, collecting feedback, and other third-party features.

No cookies to display.

Analytical cookies are used to understand how visitors interact with the website. These cookies help provide information on metrics such as the number of visitors, bounce rate, traffic source, etc.

No cookies to display.

Performance cookies are used to understand and analyze the key performance indexes of the website which helps in delivering a better user experience for the visitors.

No cookies to display.

Advertisement cookies are used to provide visitors with customized advertisements based on the pages you visited previously and to analyze the effectiveness of the ad campaigns.

No cookies to display.

January 8, 2025 2:35 pm

THE NIGHT NOT WANT TO COME: Poetry of Federico Garcia Lorca

THE NIGHT NOT WANT TO COME

lnnvv1.1The night did not want to come,
because you do not come and I can not go.
But I will go, although a sun scorpions eat me head.
But you will come, with his tongue burned by the salt rain.
The day will not come,
because you do not come and I can not go.
But I will go, leading to the toads my bitten carnation.
But you will come, in the dark sewers of darkness.
Neither night nor day will not come,
because I die for you and you for me.

(Federico Garcia Lorca)

Instagram

Check Also

THE MAN WHO CAPTURED THE HUMAN SOUL WITH WORDS

Spain, where the dead are more alive than in any other country Meeting Benches is …

Leave a Reply