Saturday Paseo: Adelina
Saturday Paseo: Adelina - context Summary
Poet in New York
This brief lyric appears in Lorca’s Poet in New York and reflects the collection’s alienated, surreal perspective rather than a literal Andalusian scene. Citrus and seaside images collide with impossible statements like "there is no love in Sevilla," creating a displaced speaker who mixes playfulness, jealousy and erotic suggestion. Read as part of his New York poems, it registers estrangement from homeland and an ironic, imagistic interrogation of desire.
Read Complete AnalysesOranges do not grow in the sea neither is there love in Sevilla. You in Dark and the I the sun that's hot, loan me your parasol. I'll wear my jealous reflection, juice of lemon and lime- and your words, your sinful little words- will swim around awhile. Oranges do not grow in the sea, Ay, love! And there is no love in Sevilla!
Feel free to be first to leave comment.