Bunuel_Luis_My_Last_Breath

Madrid-The Restdeneta (19 I 7-1925) 63Through Lorca, I discovered poetry, particularly Spanish poetry,which he knew intimately, and Jacobus de Voragine's The GoldenLegend, where I found my first references to Saint Simeon of theDesert. Federico didn't believe in God, but nourished profound artisticfeelings for religion. I still have a photograph of us on a brightlypainted motorcycle, taken in 1924 at the Verbena de San Antonio,the great annual fair in Madrid. While we were both blind drunk,Federico improvised a poem on the back of the picture at three inthe morning:La primera verbena que Dios envlaEs la de San Antonio de la FloridaLuis: en el encanto de la mudrugadaCanta mi amistad siempre florecidala luna grad lace y ruedapar las aftas n h tranquilasmi corazbn luce y ruedaen la noche verde y amarillaLuis mi amistud apasionadahace urn trenza con la brisaEl nirio toca el pianiflotriste, sf una sonrisabajo 10s arcos de papelatredo tu muno amigo. *Later, in 1929, he wrote another short poem I love, and whichhas never been published:Cielo azulCampo amurilfo*God's first fair 1 Is San Antonio de la Florida / Luis in the charm of the early morning/ Sing my blossoming friendship 1 the great moon gleams and spins / in the high silent clouds/ my heart gleams and spins / in the green and yellow night 1 Luis my passionate friendship 1weaves a braid with the wind / The child plays a little organ / sadly, unsmilingiy / under paperarches / I clasp your hand