Federico Garcia Lorca - Song Of The Dead Orange Tree

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Tess Gallagher reads Federico Garcia Lorca's Song Of The Dead Orange Tree

Song Of The Dead Orange Tree
To Carmen Morales
by Federico Garcia Lorca (1898-1936)

Woodcutter.
Cut down my shadow.
Deliver me from the torment
of bearing no fruit.

Why was I born among mirrors?
Day turns round and round me.
And night copies me
in all her stars.

Let me live unmirrored
And let me dream
that ants and thistledown
are my leaves and my birds.

Woodcutter.
Cut down my shadow.
Deliver me from the torment
of bearing no fruit.

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