“…I went away from your side, in love without knowing it. Now I don’t know how your eyes look, nor your hands,… — Federico García Lorca Butterfly Copy Share Image
“Like a snake, my heart has shed its skin. I hold it there in my hand, full of honey and wounds. The… — Federico García Lorca Love Copy Share Image
The only things that the United States has given to the world are skyscrapers, jazz, and cocktails. That is all. And in… — Federico Garcia Lorca America Copy Share Image
The poem, the song, the picture, is only water drawn from the well of the people, and it should be given back… — Federico Garcia Lorca Beauty Copy Share Image
“You can't look at yourself in the ocean. Your looks fall apart like tendrils of light. Night on earth. - The Great… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
The two elements the traveler first captures in the big city are extra human architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish. — Federico Garcia Lorca Anguish Copy Share Image
The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
Men like to pleasure us, girl. They like to undo our plaits and give us water to drink from their own mouths.… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
“Romance Sonambulo" Green, how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches. The ship out on the sea and the horse on… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
I'm hurt, hurt and humiliated beyond endurance, seeing the wheat ripening, the fountains never ceasing to give water, the sheep bearing hundreds… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
“The Poet Asks His Love to Write" Visceral love, living death, in vain, I wait your written word, and consider, with the… — Federico García Lorca Death Copy Share Image
While the poet wrestles with the horses on his brain and the sculptor wounds his eyes on the hard spark of alabaster,… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
The terrible, cold, cruel part is Wall Street. Rivers of gold flow there from all over the earth, and death comes with… — Federico Garcia Lorca Absence Copy Share Image
“The Little Mute Boy" The little boy was looking for his voice. (The king of the crickets had it.) In a drop… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
Oh honey, there's nothing new on this earth when it comes to what men and women do in the dark. First love… — Federico Garcia Lorca Dark Copy Share Image
“Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint" Never let me lose the marvel of your statue-like eyes, or the accent the solitary rose of… — Federico García Lorca Hidden treasure Copy Share Image
All one's personality is embedded in gloves and hats after they've been good and used. Show me a glove and I'll tell… — Federico Garcia Lorca Character Copy Share Image
“If I die, leave the balcony open. The little boy is eating oranges. (From my balcony I can see him.) The reaper… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
The terrible thing is that the crowd that fills the street believes that the world will always be the same and that… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them. Snow, rain, and mist highlight,… — Federico Garcia Lorca Battle Copy Share Image
The Little Mute Boy The little boy was looking for his voice. (The king of the crickets had it.) In a drop… — Federico Garcia Lorca Boys Copy Share Image
At first glance, the rhythm may be confused with gaiety, but when you look more closely at the mechanism of social life… — Federico Garcia Lorca Anguish Copy Share Image
We're all like the little sailor. From the harbors we hear the strains of accordions and the murky soapy noises of the… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
Hour of Stars (1920) The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I… — Federico Garcia Lorca Blackness Copy Share Image
“Small unhurt sorrows approach the hospitals and every day the dead take off a suit of blood. The architectures of frost, the… — Federico García Lorca Autumn Copy Share Image
What matters most has an ultimate metallic quality of death. The chasuble and the wagon wheel, the razor and the prickly beards… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
I'll always be happy if they'd leave me alone in that delightful and unknown furthest corner, apart from struggles, putrefactions and nonsense;… — Federico Garcia Lorca Always be happy Copy Share Image
“Naked solitude with neither gesture nor word. Transparent in the orchard, smooth as oil on the hill. Silent solitude with neither fragrance… — Federico García Lorca Bright star Copy Share Image
Woodcutter. Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment of being without fruit. Why was I born among mirrors? Day… — Federico Garcia Lorca Ants Copy Share Image
Everyone understands the pain that accompanies death, but genuine pain doesn't live in the spirit, nor in the air, nor in our… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
“Arbole, Arbole . . ." Tree, tree dry and green. The girl with the pretty face is out picking olives. The wind,… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
A nation that does not support and encourage its theater is - if not dead - dying; just as a theater that… — Federico Garcia Lorca Actor Copy Share Image
“The little boy was looking for his voice. (The king of the crickets had it.) In a drop of water the little… — Federico Garcia Lorca Copy Share Image
“[To find a kiss of yours] translated by Sarah Arvio. To find a kiss of yours what would I give A kiss… — Federico García Lorca Dark eyes Copy Share Image
There's no doubt that I really have a feeling for the theater. These past few days it has occurred to me to… — Federico Garcia Lorca Actor Copy Share Image
![“[To find a kiss of yours] translated by Sarah Arvio. To find a kiss of yours what would I give A kiss that strayed from your lips dead to love My lips taste the dirt of shadows To gaze at your dark eyes what would I give Dawns of rainbow garnet fanning open before God— The stars blinded them one…” quote by Federico García Lorca](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/6ff/federico-garc-a-lorca-2086_dark-eyes_to-find-a-kiss-of-yours-translated-by-sa_666323.jpg)
