Ocupation: Poet
Life: June 5, 1898 - August 19, 1936
Birthday: June 5
Death: August 19
I sing your restless longing for the statue, your fear of the feelings that await you in the street. I sing the small sea siren who sings to you, riding her bicycle of corals and conches. But above all I sing a common thought that joins us in the dark and golden hours. The light that blinds our eyes is not art. Rather it is love, friendship, crossed swords.
source: Federico García Lorca, “Ode To Salvador Dali”
topic: Art, Eye, Dark, Golden Hour