CUENCA, inspiration for artists (I)
D. 's Journey Luis de Gongora y Argote
Saturday, May 7, 2011
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Who says road between pines to Don Luis to be coming to Cuenca? What persuades the hand or gentleman poet, priest, chaplain of King Philip III, who lives nowhere, to appear in Cuenca? Perhaps the ladies of Cordoba, friends of that illustrious and beautiful Mary to whom the ugly irony of her maids service? A real street of San Pedro, more perhaps than the 1604 alcazar saw the wall collapse, or the neighborhoods of San Martin, da gab cleric, ruining their language of irony to the inputs and outputs of the cathedral choir, almost to the last the wise and good poet, and Sebastian de Covarrubias Orozco, confusing the canon, talking with Don Juan del Castillo, master, under the humble and friend of the poor, always among ordinary people , Bishop Don Andres Pacheco that outside Segovia and Seville did not want to go for his love of the ironic Basin and magnified by the Cordovan poet, of these rocks, as seen Atlante, / and ladies are dressed flint.
The traveler is between undefeated joy the beauty that contrasts powerfully with the legs crossed bursting into irony, are the gossip and shrinkage of usury, stinginess and freezing to produce sorrow in Don Pedro Portocarrero and heavy snow, which never was, in 1605, are the spasms of the mountain Galanos wearing insoles that disparage / sapphire and emerald , beautiful and witty mountain of Júcar pine forests, dancing, and that start the great compliment, the extraordinary poetic image, rarely matched: them, whose movement / honestly up / glass column / based on small. In a city whose day filled with wool and spot the famous waters or minimum Júcar flies to another poet sang Don José de Villaviciosa: has a reputation for washing the wool / Júcar, but the truth will certify / The Flies usually start the bags / and not let through which stakes. Erase
in Cuenca which was never . He should thrive little table and be sparing the delicacies of the house cozy, believed to be in the middle of Lent, devoid of sweets and meats. But the poet is more sensitive to beauty, you get to use a single set of subtleties, ironies, compliments, praise. The friezes of the gorges, limestone columns and twisted, almost elliptical Baroque square Roman colonnades, lucky a solemn sonnet is almost bursting smile and wonder: Maybe saw the face of Medusa / these rocks, as seen Atlante, / y damas son de pedernal vestidas . La alusión mitológica es un acierto, Medusa ha estado en Cuenca y de ahí su magia, su encantamiento, la transformación de unos seres de carne y hueso en extrañas criaturas de piedra dura. La Gorgona, decapitada ya, colocada su cabeza en el escudo de Palas, ha dejado volar por estos cielos el bellísimo caballo, Pegaso brincando sobre las hoces, el hijo de Poseidón y Medusa, cabalgando seguro sobre los peñascales, sobre las ninfas que la madre celosa y cruel convirtiera en damas de pedernal vestidas. Crisaor a merced de los presagios sigue cubriendo la sangre que Perseo utilizara en el bien y el mal. Cuenca y piedra son para don Luis de Góngora y Argote la única válida respuesta to your trip.
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