Roof Terrace

Roof Terrace
Hilltop View

Thursday, 16 August 2007

A Lorca Interlude

This has nothing to do with the Hill, but I came across an extract from a translation of a short poem by Lorca which I found appealing:

A pin that dives
until it finds the roots of a scream.
And the sea stops still.

The rest is all Who?> When? Whassat? And other staccato pieces of grammatical splurge, but this stands out. Its probably not what he intended to say, me no habla espanol, but I like it in English. For those who do speak Spanish, here is what he actually said:

Un alfiler que bucea
hasta encontrar las raicillas del grito.
Y el mar deja de moverse.

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