Federico García Lorca

by Robert Bovington

“A poet never gets shot” – Federico García Lorca

Federico García Lorca was born in the village of Fuente Vaqueros, Granada in 1898. He is considered by many people to be the greatest Spanish poet and playwright of the 20th century – well, in Spain and particularly Andalucía he is highly regarded anyway!

I personally was not aware of the poet and his works until I accompanied a Spanish friend on a visit to the Natural Park of the Cabo de Gata in the province of Almería. Not far from the village of Rodaquilar, there is an old farm building called “Cortijo del Fraile”. It was here that a chilling real life murder took place – an event on which Lorca based his play ‘Blood Wedding’.

This is one of his best-known works along with ‘Gypsy Songs’, ‘Poet in New York’, ‘Yerma’ and ‘The House of Bernarda Alba’.

In nearby Granada, Lorca is revered. This was not always the case – or at least not openly because his books were prohibited and mention of his name forbidden during the Franco years. He had antagonised the Catholic Church, the Monarchy, the Military and landowners with his writings where he had focussed on social injustice and human suffering. He had particularly condemned the Catholic Reconquest of Arab Granada. In his view a great civilisation was lost and poetry, architecture, astronomy and delicacy replaced by the poor, narrow-mindedness of the new city inhabitants. In some ways I have to agree. Whenever I gaze upon the sheer splendour of places like the Alhambra in Granada, the Mezquita in Córdoba or even the irrigation systems in the Alpujarras, I wonder what has gone wrong with the Muslim people. Nowadays, they only seem fit for running corner shops or planting bombs!

Anyway, because of his views, Lorca was a prime target for the Franco death squads. The fact that he was also a homosexual probably didn’t help either! So he was killed. In 1936, during the Spanish Civil War, Fascist soldiers shot him!

Over seventy years later, his home city of Granada has started to honour him. Granada’s airport is called ‘Aeropuerto Federico García Lorca’; postcards of the poet and his drawings are displayed alongside those of the Alhambra in the city’s shops and kiosks and the tourist industry has jumped on the bandwagon by offering ‘Lorca route’ itineraries. Visits can be made to a number of sites in the area related to Lorca’s life including Víznar near Granada, the site of his murder.

It was a short life but a fruitful one. His works are a testimony to his literary prowess even if his gravestone isn’t – he was buried in an unmarked grave!

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About Robert Bovington

Robert Bovington is an English writer of travel books. These include “Spanish Matters” and “Spanish Impressions” Robert Bovington was born in Brighton, East Sussex, the son of Leonard and Audrey Bovington. He is the first-born and has eight siblings – six brothers and two sisters. Having worked for many years in both the telecommunications industry and the teaching profession, Robert wanted to take on new challenges. He and Diane decided to relocate to Spain and, in 2003, the couple moved to Roquetas de Mar in sunny Andalucía. However, lazing on the beach was not Robert's idea of fun - he wanted to explore his new homeland. It didn't stop there! He was so impressed with Spain, its countryside, its historic cities and its culture that it inspired him to write about his experiences. Robert Bovington has been married to Diane for over thirty years. They have no children. However, Robert’s short marriage to Helene resulted in twin daughters Carole and Sheila. The author is also a grandfather and great grandfather. Robert met Diane when both belonged to the Crescent Operatic Society. Music is one of the author’s great passions. At primary school he sang in a choir in a concert of Bach and Handel. Another of his interests is football and for many years he supported Brighton & Hove Albion home and away. His favourite premiership team is Arsenal. Other interests include information technology, writing and ten-pin bowling.
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