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[lynzfabulous]

At five in the afternoon.
It was exactly five in the afternoon.
A boy brought the white sheet
at five in the afternoon.
A frail of lime ready prepared
at five in the afternoon.
The rest was death, and death alone
at five in the afternoon.
The wind carried away the cottonwool
at five in the afternoon.
And the oxide scattered crystal and nickel
at five in the

Comments

[musicalme1011]

It's much better en espanol, no? The rhythm is muy increible... :)

[lynzfabulous]

Yes, but I didn't feel like translating it for those who didn't have Sr. :)

[englshjmpr]

If you like Lorca's stuff read Bodas De Sangre (Blood Wedding) it's a beautifully written play.

[bluest_iris]

i pretty much love you.

[lauraebeth]

is this an allusion to what i think? because it was for me. it's a touching poem...upsetting too. too many memories flash before me as i read it. i love you my dear.

[lynzfabulous]

I didn't intend for it to be one, I just like the poem. But now that you point it out, I guess it would be very fitting for that particular incident since it happen close to five o'clock. Thanks for pointing that out.