FREDERICO GARCIA LORCA – THE WIND WATCHES WATCHES

Lorca

Last week was the anniversary of the death of the great Spanish poet Frederico García Lorca. We love his strange, sensual and haunting poetry here at The Vampire’s Wife. So beautiful. Love, Susie x

How the night heron sings

How it sings in the tree

Moon crosses the sky

With a boy by the hand

At the forge the gypsies

Cry and then scream

The wind watches watches

The wind watches the moon

From Ballad of the Moon Moon


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