Before The Dawn

But like love
the archers
are blind

Upon the green night,
the piercing saetas
leave traces of warm
lily.

The keel of the moon
breaks through purple clouds
and their quivers
fill with dew.

Ay, but like love
the archers
are blind!

by Federico García Lorca

Comments (16)

The keel of the moon breaks through purple clouds and their quivers fill with dew...the dew filled quiver.. very nice poiem.. tony
A beautifully envisioned Superb poem. Thanks for sharing it here.
You should read it in Spanish if you could. There all the beauty of poetry that ever was comes alive and the romance of Spain and its beautifully poetic language with its rhythm and sonority become unforgettable forever. Lorca was one of the greatest Spanish poets of the 20th century. His verses, images and metaphors, especially those that have to do with Andalusian Southern Spain are unequaled in the whole of Spanish literature. Also a mysterious magical Moon is very present, taking the form of an actual being with presence and feelings. and mystery. Lorca oncesaid, [Only mystery, makes us live, only mystery] And there certainly is a Magical Mystery in his never dying poetry . Lorca died very young, he was 36, assassinated during the Spanish civil war. What an Irreparable crime!
A beauty! ! Thanks for sharing.
I love the verse about the moon; it sparked such a wonderful image and feeling.
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