Horizon
A sun without rays
spills on green mist.
The shaded riverside
dreams at the pace of a boat
and the unavoidable bell
measures melancholy.
In my spent soul
the sound of a small
silver drum.
—Federico García Lorca (translated by Martin Sorrell)
—found in Selected Poems (2007; this poem originally written between 1920 and 1923 and published posthumously in Suites, 1983)