Day 5: Córdoba

- IN PROGRESS -

Flowers laugh, and your bracelets move beneath
the shelter of a diffused shade.
Little birds offer us their most beautiful song.
Some pour forth their pain; others warble with joy.
Water flows freely between us.
Eyes and hands meet where they desire.
— Ibn Hazm (994-1064)
Ṭawq al-Ḥamāmah

Córdoba.
Lejana y sola.
— Federico García Lorca (1898-1936)
from “Canción de jinete”