SPANISH POET IN STROUD_ by ert634

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									                                                                                                                                           SPANISH POET
                                                                    I first heard the name ‘Federico Garcia Lorca’ sitting atop a filing
                                                                    cabinet in a basement off the Portobello Road, at the age of five.
                                                                    It emerged from the babble as I listened, one Sunday morning, to
                                                                    the weekly meeting of exiled Spanish libertarians passionately
                                                                    arguing over politics, lamenting lost families, companions and




                                                                                                                                            IN STROUD!
                                                                    revolutions, loves and ... poets.

                                                                    Lorca was a Republican, a Catholic, a member of the cultural
                                                                    elite in Granada - and hardly an anarchist. But his compulsion
                                                                    to fuse deep, Andalucian roots with a cosmopolitan, liberating
                                                                    modernism shared precious terrain with that Iberian movement.

                                                                    In any case, his brutal execution by fascists in a hill village near   THOUSANDS WAIT AT STATION
                                                                                                                                               FOR LORCA’S TRAIN
                                                                    his Granada, at the outset of the Spanish Civil War, ensured he’d
                                                                    become a lasting cultural and political symbol of that bloody
                                                                    conflict.

                                                                    Those early childhood experiences - grounded in an inward-
                                                                    looking and anguished community - have retained their potent
                                                                    hold on my thinking, imagination and quiet obsessions. And
                                                                    dancing above it all have been Lorca’s phrasing and rhythms,
                                                                    the moon and the refrain “¡ay!”.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Lorca in England No 1
                                                                    So the idea to celebrate the life, work and death of the poet                                                                                                                      February 2011
                                                                    this year was as necessary as it was apt here, in the heart of                                                                                                                     The world teems with work influenced by Lorca and work
                                                                    the Stroud Valleys - home to radical, non-conformist, literary                                                                                                                     dedicated to him.
                                                                    and artistic traditions. Robust threads of words and ideas bind
                                                                    Laurie Lee, Gerald Brenan, the Whiteway Colony to unfolding                                                                                                                        Somebody somewhere must be preparing a Lorca
                                                                    tragedies in Spain, a full 75 years ago.                                                                                                                                           bibliography/ discography/ filmography even as we write but
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       here’s a very partial list of admirers. His influence on poets
                                                                    Carlos Ordonez                                                                                                                                                                     writers and musicians in the USA has been profound. Lorca
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       admired Walt Whitman and this is a link to another admirer
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       of Whitman and Lorca, Allen Ginsberg. Henry Miller Kenneth


                                                                    My poetry is
The musician and composer Pete Rosser was approached to do                                                                                                                                                                                             Rexroth Lawrence Ferlinghetti James Schuyler Miles Davis
a commission for the Lorca in England festival, and being the                                                                                                                                                                                          Frank O’Hara Denise Levertov Pablo Neruda Diane Di Prima
daughter of Carlos and with a growing enthusiasm for music                                                                                                                                                                                             Bob Dylan Tim Buckley Joan Baez Joni Mitchell Patti Smith
writing, I kind of tagged along and ended up finding myself                                                                                                                                                                                            Leonard Cohen all acknowledge their debt and admiration




                                                                                                                                                                                                            THE WHOLE SHEBANG
collaborating with Pete. I’m not sure how that happened. The                                                                                                                                                                                           but Lorca remains relatively unsung in Britain. The Pogues,


                                                                      a game.


                                                                                                                                                                                    FEDERICO GARCIA LORCA



                                                                                                                                                                                                            MUSIC • ART • WORDS

                                                                                                                                                                                                                              www.lorcainengland.org
task is both terrifying and incredibly exciting.                                                                                                                                                                                                       PJ Harvey and Elvis Costello are obvious exceptions but one




                                                                                                                                                          A FESTIVAL TO CELEBRATE THE LIFE OF
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       purpose of Lorca In England is to rectify this situation. Lorca’s




                                                                                                                                            LORCA IN ENGLAND
Well, I’m meant to be writing about my work in progress. I                                                                                                                                                                                             work continues to cross continents but by chance as much as
would say at the moment it is more of a ‘pre-progress’. So far,                                                                                                                                                                                        design perhaps, he’s fetched up in Stroud. Olé.
Pete and I seem very accomplished in the art of tea drinking



                                                                     My life is
at a certain café in the heart of Stroud, but as yet there are no




                                                                                                                                                                                    STROUD ENGLAND
notes written, no melody jumping out of the staves. But we
have agreed to meet in two weeks to share our creations, so
the pressure is on.
         Where to start? With Lorca’s words? With Spanish



                                                                      a game.
music? Cuban influences? Or Spain’s dark history? New
York jazz? Flamenco? I think I must discover how Lorca has
influenced other musicians so I’m off to Tim Buckley, Leonard
Cohen, Ben Sidran ...




                                                                    But I am not                                                                                                    JUNE 2011
Emma Ordonez




                                                                      a game.
                     From:                              From:
                     Andalusian Spring
                     Philip Rush
                                                        Letter to Lorca
                                                        Jeff Cloves
                                                                                                                                   lorca in england
                                                                                                                                     a celebration of a poet’s life
                                                        Dear Federico                                                                  Stroud June 2011
                     Habitación                         please forgive the familiarity
                                                        of my addressing you in this way
                     A woman’s voice                    you won’t have heard of me and                                          5th June, Lorca’s Birthday
                     singing                            you may well                                                            Jazz & more at Star Anise Arts Café
                     streaks like gentle lightning      for all I know
                     through the cool dark
                     of a cloudy dawn
                                                        get many letters which say
                                                        much the same thing
                                                                                                                                           14th - 19th June
                                                        and in the same manner
                                                                                                                        (The dates when Lorca visited England in 1929)
                     ending a night                     however                                                                “Conversations with Lorca”
                     of barrel-rolling                  I’ve read your poems and songs                                         an exhibition of work by local artists
                     and farewells                      and although many it is true
                     of street-hosing                   escape my understanding
                                                                                                                                       in response to Lorca
                     and the hub and hum                others speak so directly                                         in locations in and around the centre of Stroud
                     of Juan’s corner bar.              – and here’s a further presumption –
                                                        that you seem a familiar to me                                             For poets and writers:
                     A cough                            not a ghost
                     echoing in the narrow alleys       and to address you as Señor Lorca                                        a translation competition
                     is another pale star.              – who loved men                                                     Judges: Mark Statman & Pablo Medina
                                                        and adored many women –                                            translators of Lorca’s “Poet in New York”
                                                        strikes me as unduly formal                                      £700 in prizes, closing date 19th August 2011,
                                                        and not responsive to
                     Mountain Road                      – how shall I say this –
                                                                                                                             the 75th anniversary of Lorca’s death
                                                        the emotional honesty of your work
                     Every bend a dagger blade          ah that sounds pompous I’m afraid
                                                                                                                        full details on website www.lorcainengland.org
                     every view a lantern               but you’ll get my drift
                     trembling.                         I’m as sure as sure:                                   The Moon Comes Out                   He Died at Dawn

                     Every village impossible           In its sweet housing of wood                           When the moon comes out              Night of four moons,
                     every grove a compass              your voice watered the sand–dune of my heart.          the bells fade into silence          one solitary tree,
                     spinning.                          To the south of my feet it was Spring,                 and impenetrable paths               one solitary shadow,
                                                        north of my brow bracken in flower                     come to light.                       one solitary bird.

                                                        there                                                  When the moon comes out              I seek in my flesh
                                                        it is said                                             the sea floods earth’s surface,      the traces of your lips.
                                                        by you                                                 the heart feels like an island       The fountain kisses the wind
                                                                                                               in the infinite.                     without touching it.
                      POETRY WORKSHOPS on translating Lorca                                                    Nobody eats oranges                  I carry the No you gave me
                                                     even with only the sketchiest grasp of Spanish or none.
                                                                                                               under the full moon.                 in the palm of my hand
turning transliterations into poetry • finding the voice in a poem • rhythm and music                          The right thing is to eat            like a wax lemon
                                                                                                               only green and icy fruit.            almost without colour.
         A series of four workshops. Each workshop stands alone but none will repeat the content of others.
                    Each workshop led by Philip Rush with guest poets. Bibliography of Lorca texts provided.   When the moon comes out,             Night of four moons,
                                Sunday March 6th 7.30 pm to 9.30 pm The Woolpack, Slad;                        one hundred identical faces,         one solitary tree.
                            Sunday April 3rd; Tuesday 3rd May; Wednesday 8th June, venues to be confirmed      your silver coins                    Upon the point of a pin
  Cost £10 each workshop which includes the entry fee for one translation in our translation competition for   weep in your pocket.                 my love is spinning.
 which there are £700 in prizes. Judges Mark Statman and Pablo Medina, American poets who have recently
                                                                      translated Lorca’s Poet in New York.     García Lorca                         García Lorca
        Limited places and booking essential. Email lorcainengland@gmail.com or ring Philip 07768471275.

								
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