In honor of Dia de Andalucia, we present this work by one of the greatest poets of Andalusian Spain.

 

My tears bare my secrets in a river of apparent charm.

Rivers touring gardens and gardens touring rivers.

And among the gazelles is a joydoe who’s palmed my heart and unsleeped my eyes.

And when she unpins her hair you see the moon in a dark horizon, as though the dawn has lost a brother and worn his mourning dress.