Adam by Federico García Lorca read by Zane C Weber

Adam by Federico García LorcaA tree of blood soaks the morningwhere the newborn woman groans.Her voice leaves glass in the woundand on the panes, a diagram of bone.The coming light establishes and winswhite limits of a fable that forgetsthe tumult of veins in flighttoward the dim cool of the apple.Adam dreams in the fever of the clayof a child who comes gallopingthrough the double pulse of his cheek.But a dark other Adam is dreaminga neuter moon of seedless stonewhere the child of light will burn.Find us online at thatsnotcanon.com/epigraphySubscribe to us on ITUNES, STITCHER, SPOTIFY, RADIOPUBLIC or your podcatcher of choice.Find us on FACEBOOK, TWITTER or INSTAGRAM. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.