Some Thoughts on Lorca

Although I have traveled far and wide, I am never far from the Monongahela Valley. I am a second-generation American; the Old Countries are never far from me. The wood, and hills, rivers and “cricks” have given me an appreciation for nature.
    I am about to read the rural section of his poetry, and I wonder if it will be as surrealistic as the New York part. For a change of pace, I skipped ahead to a lecture/reading he gave. He mentioned a poem he was going to write, and the subject touched me. Is it presumptuous of me to step in and write it? Hmmmm.