Lorca has the stigma of being the poet of Andalusia. It is not. It is the poet of the oppressed and frustration with an attraction to the knife, metal, horses and moon and night.
Regardless of his poetry was a creative person both the music and theater. It is an extremely sensitive not only enriched his poetry with everyday objects (but seemingly distant), with almost stupid metaphors, almost surreal image. But all together forms a passionate sense, sensations transmitted to forget your head and go straight to the chest and almost become lodged there.
Lorca is the one poet, anti-everything and only wants to build the world we live in their own way of blood and ink on paper.
Commentary track rider.
Theme: Allegory of lost love
Summary: A man returns to his horse under the black moon, the man is dead.
Structure: Most of all circular in which there are jumps between two different repeats
Lorca draws a poetry that exudes simplicity, in this case the simplicity and ease of death. This is hidden beneath an allegory of love lost. An allegory in which the relationship moon - horse (both black) relates and combines. The moon is the imaginary term of death and the horse of amorous passion. Under the night a man is dead for love.
Use a rhyming assonance, irregular further enhanced clarity and readability of poetry. Its lexicon, despite its simplicity, is endowed with an unusual wealth is only discovered after a second reading. Substantive and flanks or spurs are just parts of symbols. Adjectives enhance the feelings more than the reality of objects, such as the case of the "Song of the spurs," the side of Sierra Morena that "bleeds" or "flower perfume knife." The latter particularly revealing and beautiful.
Your verb tenses are all simple which alternate as you see fit the author's past and present.
The parallels, symbols, metaphors are all pure allegory as expressive as simply beautiful, because death can be beautiful when you die
The last question rhetoricity that you almost shrinks the soul, that question almost desperate hides something else: "black horse. / Where are you taking your dead rider?" Unhappy love where are you taking me now that I'm dead? And is accompanied by a knife-flower fragrance, the scent of burning love and broken off with his teeth. It is the perfume that carry the dead for love.
Commentary Romance of the moon, moon.
Topic: The attraction of the child's death
Summary: A child wants his death because he bears the look of Roma. She is reluctant at first but then relents.
Structure: 1st paragraph: The moon does not want to take the child
2nd paragraph: The moon certainly
3rd and 4th paragraph: The moon leads the child
This poem octosyllabic-aa rhyming assonance is always to score more the fact that the poet is telling a story. He does not talk about your feelings if not on a fact and does it in verse.
Metaphors abound and are as simple as sensitive. As always, the moon plays death. A kind and maternal death to all hosts ("... shows lubricious and pure, / her breasts of hard tin. ") Death is personified as a character, where the child is wanted by Roma. The child in question is only mentioned his attraction to the moon kid has that look we've all had in our childhood, ("the child looks look, / The boy is watching") which is also a parallel - at the end the poem may find another that is the moon and with the same syntactic structure.
The Gypsies are illustrated with a wealth of nuances. They are for a race almost mythical Lorca (bronze and dream "), in which Roma culture is closely related to death and love. You can be anything for this that the author felt so great attraction to them ("If the gypsies came / would do with your heart, / necklaces and white rings).
The moon begins to doubt when he feels his horses for the first time (an allusion to love):
Stresses in the next paragraph poetic periphrasis used in the sense of galloping, "beating the drum of the plain." The child is in a forge (he had got an idea that was mentioned earlier when you find "on the anvil") as he will be killed.
But death is completed with the child as outcome. The Gypsies are rabid but is indifferent to the moon, the moon is ensuring the forge.
Topic: Dawn of the oppressed
Abstract: A new morning in New York but no one is happy about it. The dawn brings light to frustration and instead of cleaning the patent and makes it dirty.
Structure: 1st and 2nd paragraph: Description of the aurora
3rd, 4th and 5th paragraph: The awakening of the people and the dying of the light and stained
This poem could be written in prose perfectly. However, if Lorca would have done so we would have suffocated. We are given a break between verse and verse to perceive, smell, feel all the frustration of the morning.
The poem is a reference to the oppressed, before he did in Andalusia and now in New York. There are almost no references to his previous time except when he mentions the "lilies of anguish" (a word much used in the Gypsy Ballads for example).
The intuition that flaunts is extremely plastic, does not describe images, describes light, heat or cold, smells of rot. This falls short of creating a reality that can be felt. This reality created in sensory terms where the ghost fleet of frustration,
There are references to metals ("coins") and pollution (the pigeons bathe in dirty water and silt are no columns), but above all a passionate critique of the mechanization longing for something of Andalusia ("mired in numbers and laws" and "science without roots. ") Anyway after two paragraphs of dawn becomes clear that the purpose of Lorca is people: children devour them and drill, people who go to work know they will not exploit the day, it will be useless (fruitless sweat ") and, while the northern ends of contamination with" chains and noises "(another demonstration of his crushed intuition) night owls are disoriented by the light (in this case drug addicts" fresh from a shipwreck of blood "- referring to Figures -) although they could be anything because Lorca all violent crimes are committed in the dark.
Get capture the despair and distress of poverty flick of words at short intervals and caps.
The dawn ends in New York where life begins.
Federico García Lorca, the poet of life, the poet's death, Lorca, the gay poet and whose memory has been used for the benefit of many things but most of their own creations. Lorca, the unfortunate, Lorca, the poet of the moon, the sea drowned, which has views of the knee, the defender of black and poor, the frustrated and courageous Lorca.
Lorca was also interested in the theater but is above all a poet, one with angst, happy or sad, which is fed and which destroys itself to become a redo. Lorca was poor and rich at the same time, he said threshold.
Lorca was as tragic as his works and maybe it was shot with ball painted black and the moon.