Spanish literature professor at the University of Valencia (1936-1939) and Romance Philology in Madrid (1939-1968). Academic history and director of the Spanish on the death of Menendez Pidal. Damaso Alonso died in Madrid, on January 25, 1990. In his literary work should take into account his stories in prose cigar of twilight and violin, Cedula of eternity and a milky way. As his first book poems pure poet.
Poemillas city, appears in 1921. Wind and verse poems also appear in that year. Is in 1944 when Damasus, in addition to publishing his transcendental essays on Spanish poetry, which delve us deeply into the poetry of the golden age, published two books of poems by a great poetic emotion dark news and sons of the ira.: to express myself freely I needed the terrible jolt of the Spanish war. Children of wrath constituted a kind of earthquake that subvirtio poetic layers and did emerge to light the latent strata that nobody talked: break the formalism and shakes consciences. Damaso Alonso was a madrileno Crumhorn, was very famous among his generation of 27, his tenth devoted to Astrana Marin, which daily criticizing Gongora: my Lord don Luis Astrana, / miserable criticastro / you that you start with astro / ending up in frog Vicente Aleixandre tells us that he met Damaso Alonso in the summer of 1917. Progressed more tells us – and poetry came to his hidden passion.Have you ever read Ruben Darius? I remember his vehement Word ().
They were the first passionate words about poetry that I heard. Another great Andalusian poet Rafael Alberti has told us of Damaso: was gifted for poetry as the best, although write little, because of his exaggerated self-critical sense and here this kind of disappointment and insecurity which aplastaban him. It has been us the image of this enormous Damaso, essential to master, even for not finishing legit us of all teachers, and cordial man, simple transfundido in his poetry is all fear, contradictions and distrust of himself, and of all men, forced to rely on worldwide. And as the poet said: Damaso, seeing you would like / as long ago I saw you. / How long I was, / you see me me. Francisco Arias Solis do not have the freedom that have not their thirst.