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Pablo Neruda

Nothing But Death

There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel, 379 more words

Classic

Federico García Lorca

Ditty of First Desire

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

  And in the ripe evening
I wanted to be a nightingale. 60 more words

Classic

Sketches Of Spain: Granada

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There are books of which there’s nothing to write because all has been said before. There are others of which there’s nothing to write because the only thing to do is to quote.  153 more words

Places

Sketches Of Spain: Castile

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Let me just say straightaway what this book is not: it’s not a travel book. Not that it won’t inspire you to visit places: 395 more words

Places

Federico García Lorca: Impresiones y paisajes

Read this in English (written in two parts)
⇒ Sketches of Spain: CastileSketches of Spain: Granada

Hay libros de los que no hay nada que escribir porque todo se ha dicho ya. 747 more words

Book Reviews

Miguel De Unamuno

…we are dying of cold, and not of darkness. – Miguel De Unamuno, “XI : The Practical Problem,” The Tragic Sense of Life. (Cosimo Classics December 1, 2005) Originally published January 1st 1900.

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Pablo Neruda

The heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves
as though we were drowning inside our hearts… 33 more words

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