Category Archives: Federico Garcia Lorca

Lament for Lorca (poems from old notebooks, July 1999)

I recall writing this while reading a now-forgotten biography of Lorca in a Chapters store in Victoria, BC. Lament for Lorca Fuck Dali, who was born dead— his heart more bent than his clock— how long can one man’s death … Continue reading

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