HungryHippo Posted November 25, 2009 Share Posted November 25, 2009 I was thumbing through Frederico Garcia Lorca's "Poet in New York" book the other day and came across this poem; Cow To Luis Lacasa The wounded cow lay down,trees and streams climbing over its horns.Its muzzle bled in the sky. Its muzzle of beesunder the slow mustache of slobber.A white cry brought the morning to its feet. Cows, dead and alive,blushing light or honey from the stables,bellowed with half-closed eyes. Tell the rootsand that child sharpening his knife:now they can eat cow. Above them, lightsand jugulars turn paleFour cloven hoof tremble in the air. Tell the moonand the night of yellow rocks:now the cow of ash has gone. Now it has gone bellowingthrough the wreckage of the rigid skieswhere the drunks lunch on death at first, I was like, "muzzle of bees! oh, snap!" but as I continued to read the poem, I was immediately reminded of Adult Head. it's like Lorca and Tweedy are on the same poetic level. also, the animal imagery in the poem def. reminds me of the imagery in A Ghost is Born. Jeff mentioned that he wrote many of that album's songs from the perspective of various animals. could this poem have inspired that idea? or maybe it was the inspiration behind Muzzle of Bees. or maybe I'm just a nut. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
choo-choo-charlie Posted November 25, 2009 Share Posted November 25, 2009 "...he takes all his words, from the books that you don't read anyway..." Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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