IES Book Fair Inca Garcilaso. Montilla. Christmas 2006
While traveling to Jerez de los Caballeros in the Christmas break I finished reading the book of Gibson, I thought give it to my brother and I wanted to finish it before giving it for her birthday is Dec. 23 . However
turned out that my brother and I had the book since it had given Rachel, which is why I gave him one on cartography in the eighteenth century and was glad of this match it to stay with the book I could read it better. The chapters on the goddess had read very little, partly because they hurt and it seemed that once again denied all joy of life the poet to this creature outright and absolutely human. Good thinking is so unfair that so very angry and difficult to read.
The bridge had been Inmaculada Soria. Caspar, Casper and I stayed at the hotel Leonor Miron in promenade, where they walked together, she in her wheelchair led by him. From here, the curve provides the Duero crossbow around Soria.
strolled along the banks of the Duero under the poplars of love to the hermitage of S. Saturio carved into the rock. Its chapel secluded and isolated from heat and cold, austere and expressive with his pictures of the wonders and miracles of the saint. Leaving the chapel can be seen the arms of Soria and his motto: Pura, head of Extremadura. Pure by the purity of blood and head of all the lands that are extreme the Duero.
... So, how to read the verses of the poet? if Soria is the N of Extremadura.
cold Soria Soria
pure
Cabeza de Extremadura
... in that room with a window on the Douro, I could read the meaning of those verses: All lands that are the Douro end, shifting boundaries in successive waves of violent attempts by the pressure of powerful and ambitious factions vie for territory and cutlass wielding swords, the cross and the crescent.
Soria in the head, in reference to pure unmixed blood. Very different meaning is perceived in the verses of Machado, the pure thought so austere, because she was in itself with its individual character.
Returning to Lightweight Luggage , reading confirmed to me that her grandmother was a native of Llerena, I remember her aunt and grandmother Manolita Grillo in Seville in 1969, in the house of the C / Santa Anna n º 5 near the Alameda de Hercules and near the tower D. Fadrique. Those two old women had been friends of the Machado and LLerena were natural.
I still do not talk about Gibson and his book, and because for me D. Antonio Machado is one of the greatest, the most important or most important European poets such as repeated Gibson, and inadvertently her figure emerges.
From my point of view Lightweight Luggage is an exemplary biography, thoroughly prepared and thoroughly, with passion, leave nothing loose, reliving the poet in the slightest details and thus revealing to the point of reaching moments in which you form a very physical image of his person. This happened to me when he quotes a visit from Juan Ramon at his home in Madrid, description Pilar Valderrama ride when he met in Segovia, Soria visiting when I put the plate in S. Saturio and told his brother: Look at my Duero!. Also in Collioure when two brothers take a walk and sit for a moment. Figure
Rodolfo in the list of accolades with Alfonso Guerra and others, apparently had taken measures on dates for the goddess Pilar Valderrama is buried in Montilla and spent summers in this city.
José María Luque, correspondent of Cordoba Montilla is preparing a book on Pilar Valderrama and his family. I asked him about the progress of the project and said it had suspended because the chapter on it in Gibson's work was so afraid he would not provide documented what he wanted. I, whenever I meet him, I encouraged him to pursue and publish because there is a nuance, an approach, a look that sheds light on a neglected corner and can be supplemented by another vision.
Lightweight Luggage appears that I know of two different poems. The self
:
...
I find little luggage aboard
almost naked, like the children of the sea.
And this one:
I travel for all
always on wood
my car third
little luggage I
... That is, the poet dies as he lives : Lightweight luggage on the train from Segovia to Madrid, or Baeza, Ponferrada or the ship that never returns. This simple forcefulness, this consistency, this being so authentic and deeply good, humble and clear vision to be profoundly shapes the human who was Antonio Machado.
idea what Gibson has prevailed when choosing this title for the book? I would ask.
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