‘if I Was Born A Farmhand' Poem by Rafael Alberti

‘if I Was Born A Farmhand'



If I was born a farmhand,
If I was born a sailor,
Why do I have to be here,
If it's not where I want to be?

On the finest day, city
Which I have ever sought,
The finest day - silence! -
I'll have disappeared.

Monday, December 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: city,silence
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