Last year, I gave a sculptor friend in Edinburgh, a copy of Lorca’s In Search of Duende, lectures Lorca gave on the subject in 1933, while visiting Buenos Aires. My friend says he’s struggling with the concept so I’m going to send him this article by Edward Hirsch in American Poetry Review. I think it’s worth reading.
When we dance flamenco, this is the state we hope to reach… that “intersecting point of contact between… inner and outer worlds”. It’s very, very tough to find it, but when one does (and I have only for a brief second or two), it’s amazing.