( thx Melanie! / via )

Just What I Needed.

"Song of the Horseman

Córdoba.
Remote and lonely.

Jet-black mare and full round moon,
With olives in my saddle bags.
Although I know the road so well
I shall not get to Córdoba.

Across the plain, across the wind,
Jet-black mare and full red moon,
Death is gazing down upon me,
Down from the towers of Córdoba.

Ay! The road so dark and long.
ay! My mare so tired yet brave.
Death is waiting for me there
Before I get to Córdoba.

Córdoba.
Remote and lonely."

--Garcia Lorca (tr Roy Campbell) [In Lojban.]

Signs of Fascism nicely displayed.

"Galsworthy apparently coined a new word (and a good phrase); 'the mufflement of circumstance'." —@anthonybevilacqua395559

MAZAÏ.