Por qu?el poeta m嫳 internacional de nuestra lengua yace a en una fosa desconocida? C鏔o es posible que, como rezan sus anticipatorio sversos, casi un siglo despu廥 Lorca susurre "no me encontraron"? En el 90 aniversario de su muerte, el experto hispanista Ian Gibson publica esta cr鏮ica minuciosa que relata su personal visi鏮 sobre las causas, intereses y desintereses que han llevado a este silencio.
Espa鎙 todav燰 mantiene abandonadas en cunetas y fosas comunes a unas 115.000 v獳timas del longevo y brutal r嶲imen dictatorial de Francisco Franco. El m嫳 amado y llorado de estos desaparecidos es Federico Garc燰 Lorca, "paseado" en agosto de 1936 a las afueras de Granada a los 38 a隳s. Parece inimaginable que no sepamos a, casi un siglo despu廥, d鏮de yacen sus restos mortales.
Este libro es una cr鏮ica de ese olvido. En el a隳 2010, Ian Gibson public?el diario que escribi? obsesivamente, durante la primera y fallida bqueda oficial del poeta el a隳 anterior, en el municipio granadino de Alfacar. La primera parte reproduce 璯tegramente aquel texto desolador.
La segunda, in嶮ita, relata lo ocurrido alrededor de la investigaci鏮 durante los tres lustros siguientes. El hecho de que Granada, expresada por Garc燰 Lorca con m嫳 hondura que por ning escritor nunca, siga sin revelar su timo paradero es vergonzoso. Siguen desoyendo la petici鏮 formulada en su eleg燰 por Antonio Machado, otro andaluz genial, a los pocos d燰s del magnicidio:
Labrad, amigos, de piedra y sue隳, en la Alhambra, un tulo al poeta, sobre una fuente donde llore el agua, y eternamente diga: el crimen fue en Granada, en su Granada! ENGLISH DESCRIPTION Why does the most international poet in Spanish language still lie in an unmarked grave? How is it possible that, as his prophetic verses suggest, Lorca whispers "they didn't find me" almost a century later? On the 90th anniversary of his death, expert Hispanist Ian Gibson publishes this meticulous chronicle that recounts his personal vision of the causes, interests, and disinterests that have led to this silence.
Spain still keeps some 115,000 victims of Francisco Franco's long and brutal dictatorial regime abandoned in ditches and mass graves. The most beloved and mourned of those who disappeared is Federico Garc燰 Lorca, "taken for a walk" in August 1936 on the outskirts of Granada at the age of 38. It seems unimaginable that, nearly a century later, we still do not know where his remains lie.
This book is a chronicle of that oblivion. In 2010, Ian Gibson published the diary he obsessively wrote during the first and failed official search for the poet in the Granada municipality of Alfacar the previous year. The first part reproduces that heart-wrenching text in its entirety.
The second, previously unpublished, recounts what transpired around the investigation during the following fifteen years. The fact that Granada, expressed by Garc燰 Lorca with more depth than by any writer ever, still refuses to reveal his final resting place is shameful. They continue to ignore the request made in his elegy by Antonio Machado, another brilliant Andalusian, a few days after the assassination:
Carve, friends, out of stone and dreams, in the Alhambra, a tomb for the poet, over a fountain where the water weeps, and eternally says: the crime was in Granada, in his Granada!
