Mail Art Call – Commemorating Raoul Hausman, Dadaist

One of the most intriguing mail art calls I’ve found in some time, the Raoul Hausmann Anniversary Project’s theme is A Kingdom for Dada. You might have guessed that Raoul was a dadaist in his time. Austrian born, he moved to Germany with his family at the age of fourteen. He co-founded Club Dada in […]

via Monday Morning Mail Art Call: Raoul Hausmann — Trash Bubbles and Life’s Little Bits

“Verde que te quiero verde”

Today is the birthdate of playwright and poet Federico Garciá Lorca, born in1898 in Fuente Vaqueros, near Granada in Spain.

Federico on Poets.org

In 1936, García Lorca was staying at Callejones de García, his country home, at the outbreak of the Civil War. He was arrested by Franquist soldiers, and on August 19, after a few days in jail, soldiers took García Lorca to “visit” his brother-in-law, Manuel Fernandez Montesinos, the Socialist ex-mayor of Granada whom the soldiers had murdered and dragged through the streets. When they arrived at the cemetery, the soldiers forced García Lorca from the car. They struck him with the butts of their rifles and riddled his body with bullets. His books were burned in Granada’s Plaza del Carmen and were soon banned from Franco’s Spain.

“…never let me lose what I have gained,
and adorn the branches of your river
with leaves of my estranged Autumn.”

 

Good Morning!

Shaver Park Morning

Oh you fair elixir of life!

Dark, sensuous vitality in a cup

How I love thee!

 

You make me to perk my up

Your steam enlivens the nostrils.

The eye beholds you – rare cocoa jewel,

Beefy-brown, and boisterous.

 

O Come, you Herald,

You King of my Day and

Bring me once again

The pulsing joy of all lertness

The warming tang of you

Caresses lips and toungue

Dispells the witchery of night

 

With your essence coursing,

I arise like a joyful warrior

Glad am I to feel you with me

Your liquid warmth a steadying hand

Sweeping away the golden slumbers

And shaking off the gloom of night.