Wednesday, September 24, 2008
In honor of a disinterment
Adam, within the fever of the clay,
dreams a young child comes galloping his way,
felt in his cheeks, with double pulse of blood.
But a dark other Adam dreaming yearned
for a stone neuter moon, where no seeds bud,
in which that child of glory will be burned.
From "Adam" by Federico García Lorca, translated by Roy Campbell. Complete poem at Poetry Foundation. (García Lorca's remains are to be removed from their resting place of 70+ years. Read about it here.)
Adam with a Lion, Heinrich Aldegrever, c. 1540.