Word: lorca
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...remodeled barn on his uncle's Connecticut estate. "We are drifting into an era of journalese," warned Publisher Laughlin. "Let us oppose the principle of destruction with the principle of creation." Readers found a few contributions (notably a peasant tragedy by the late, great Spanish Poet Federico Garcia Lorca, a passage about a prostitute-waif from The Black Book by the English Writer Lawrence Durrell) that seemed creative indeed, many more that seemed fashionably frantic in technique as in content. A section on "American design" was atrociously badly designed. Question: does editorship of such a publication demand merely...
...towards its readers to review books of poetry, may I suggest that its manner of discharging that responsibility is unfortunate? Even omnibus criticism owes the reader a greater courtesy than that of the smart epithet. You have shown, in your excellent reviews of the poetry of Cummings and Garcia Lorca, that you can describe verse intelligently and soberly. Consequently it is all the more disheartening to read your high-school wisecrack dismissals of Dr. Williams and Miss Taggard-writers whose long service to American poetry certainly deserves more consideration than you seem willing to pay it. No one will quarrel...
LAMENT FOR THE DEATH OF A BULLFIGHTER AND OTHER POEMS-Federico Garcia Lorca-English translation by A. L. Lloyd-Oxford University Press...
...styles called cante hondo and cante flamenco had been made up and sung by guitarristas in Andalusia for centuries before Spanish poets began consciously to exploit their simple metres and barbaric flair. In Spain and in Europe at large the acknowledged master of this school was Federico Garcia Lorca, a musician and theatrical producer who was shot by Fascist troops in Granada last year. His best poem, written in 1935, was the Lament for Ignacio Sánchez Mejias (a bull-fighter). Readers who have hair that is capable of rising will feel scalped at several points in this harshly...
...Spain was dry. Into dusty Lorca in southern Murcia marched a raggle-taggle collection of 2,000 farm laborers from the mountain villages of Abiles, Dona Ines, La Paca. Some came in carts, some swung their brown heels against the moldy sides of sad-eyed donkeys, but most were on foot, faint from hunger. They had come to Lorca to live. Not for seven years, said the spokesman, had a drop of rain fallen on Abiles, Dona Ines, or La Paca...