Never let me lose the marvel
of your statue-like eyes, or the accent
the solitary rose of your breath
places on my cheek at night.
I am afraid of being, on this shore,
a branchless trunk, and what I most regret
is having no flower, pulp, or clay
for the worm of my despair.
If you are my hidden treasure,
if you are my cross, my dampened pain,
if I am a dog, and you alone my master,
never let me lose what I have gained,
and adorn the branches of your river
with leaves of my estranged Autumn.
Federico Garcia Lorca (via igneouswaves
oldflorida: Dancing in Tampa, 1929.
Que el fin del año os pille bailando
Felíz año nuevo and happy new year!
RITMO, TAMBO Y FLORES - CELIA, JOHNNY, JUSTO & PAPO
Title: What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
Ella Fitzgerald - What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?
The Savoy Ballroom, Harlem.
New Year’s Eve, Times Square, New York City, 1959. Photographed by Henri Cartier-Bresson.
Sophia Loren and Marcello Mastroianni in Marriage Italian Style