Federico Garcia Lorca Reminds Me of Robert Frost - Federico Garcia Lorca Reminds Me of Robert Frost by Marc Beaudin

Federico Garcia Lorca Reminds Me
of Robert Frost

On a night like this
you can hear the ropes creaking
in their pulleys as the moon rises,
and the click and hiss
of each star coming on,
a hum of machinery sounding
almost like wind through the trees

When a coyote knifes the darkness,
you think of sirens.
When an owl echoes your question,
unseen,
you look for a door to lock,
a window to latch.
You pull your coat tighter
to your chest, and try
to remember that song from Sunday School;
but all that comes to your mouth
is the iron-salt taste
of your own blood.

It’s then that you look down two roads
and wish you had paid more attention
to that poem
you had to read for class
years
and years
ago.

–Ewald’s Bar, Saginaw, MI