He is from Ronda and is called
Joaquín Peinado
So fine and seriously
Who painted him?
How tall and sever,
if this painter were a bullfighter!

Rafael Alberti

Rafael Alberti


The art of bullfightingbecause they did it together
Ronda and Seville.

United two truths in just one
with Illo and with Romero
Seville and Ronda.

From Seville was the air 
from Ronda the fire:
and the two joined in bullfighting.

 

 

José Bergamín

José Bergamín


The Islam that was swords
That desolated the west and the dawn
and the din of armies in the earth
and one revelation and one discipline
and the annihilation of the idols
and the conversion of everything
and the rose and the wine of sufie
and the rhymed prose of the Qu’ran
and rivers repeating minarets
and the infinite language of the sand
and that other language, the algebra

and that long garden, the thousand and one nights
and men talking about Aristoteles
and dynasties which are now names in the dust
and Tamerlan and Omar, who destroyed
and it is here, in Ronda
in the delicate half-light of the blindness
a hollow silence of patios
the leisure of the jasmine
and the light sound of water, conjuring memories of the dessert.

 

 

Jorge Luis Borges

Jorge Luis Borges


(...) walking though Ronda at dusk, the cypresses, the palaces, all the air not far from the courts of Cadiz; and the indescribable colour of the sky, not pearl grey, ,not silver; a suspicion of a light celestial blue that a some white force of the light erased and compensated with its radiance.

Luis Cernuda

Luis Cernuda


Round Mountain range,
bullring of Ronda.
And the of the bullfight
Measures its wave.
(...)
You win, Iberian peace,
my pure Ronda,
bullring of light without fair,
everlasting rose.

 

Gerardo Diego

Gerardo Diego


The little houses of this street of Ronda, with its frames on the ground floor, that seem to breed bellies.

The others have frames on the first floor,...  tilt forwards. From one to the other side of the street, it seems as if they would like to get closer, to communicate a malicious secret about the approach to themselves to tell something malicious about the passing bystander

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Eugenio D’Ors

Eugenio D’Ors


 

Health and peace, rocks, mountains, scrub,
woods, streams;
health, peace and joy,
nobility, friends, blood, my homeland

Vicente Espinel

Vicente Espinel


 

(...) The girls came shouting
on painted buggies
with round fans
embroidered with sequins.
And the youth of Ronda
On elegant horses
the wide grey hats
set to the eyebrows.
The bullring, with the crowd
(with hats and tall ornamental combs)
turning like a zodiac
of laughs black and white.
And when the great Cayetano
crossed the straw-colored sand
wearing an apple-colored suit,
embroidered with silver and silk,
being the bravest
among rough people
fighting against black bulls
which Spain raises on its land,
it seems as if the evening
was getting darker.
(Mariana Pineda)

 

 

Federico García Lorca

Federico García Lorca


 

We saw Ronda. Set on the mountain range, like a natural extension of the landscape, and in the sunlight, it seemed to me to be the most beautiful city in the world.

Juan Goytisolo

Juan Goytisolo


 

… is Ronda. That is where you should go if you ever go to Spain on a honeymoon or if you ever bolt with anyone. The entire town and as far as you can see in any direction is romantic background… If a honeymoon or an elopement is not a success in Ronda, it would be as well to start for Paris and commence making your own friends.

Ernest Hemingway

Ernest
Hemingway


 

“Where that captivation, that yearning for a typical Andalusian city, of the people, that security for after, that stopped time? This is, here is Ronda, Serranía de Ronda”

“Ronda high and deep, round, profound, round and tall”

Juan Ramón Jiménez

Juan Ramón Jiménez


... and Ronda with the old windows of the posadas 2 glancing eyes a lattice hid for her lover to kiss the iron and the wineshops half open at night and the castanets and the night we missed the boat at Algeciras the watchman going about serene with his lamp and O that awful deepdown torrent O and the sea the sea crimson sometimes like fire and the glorious sunsets and the figtrees in the Alameda gardens yes and all the queer little streets and the pink and blue and yellow houses and the rosegardens and the jessamine and geraniums and cactuses ... (Ulysses)

 

James Joyce

James Joyce


In Ronda, one of the world's most impressive gorges. You could say that some Cyclops tried to perform surgery on the planet, that later abandoned, leaving the sick without sowing.

In Ronda there are lots of streets that should have a tourist sign on its walls: "To chaos". At whatever landscape or path that is offered to the tourists imperiously indicates "to the Cathedral", "to the Museum". But at Ronda, there are many streets that arrive at ourselves. The gorge does not have any commitment with the guides. One looks over it and can find at the bottom, fear, predictions, prayers or verses.

 

José María Pemán

José María
Pemán


Bullring of Ronda,
early moon that rings
the multiple wonder
of the city high and deep;
moon of round stone,
fallen like a golden flower
on the stone, the green
of the proud sierra;
What will be, brave moon,
of your magical shining?

 

Pedro Pérez Clotet

Pedro Pérez Clotet


Climb up the white road
That snakes from Ronda to Grazalema.
Save the working fields, is to the hard stones.
Mountains break the ring of mountains
And with the light the heart went away.
It comes back and in my eyes small universe
and the brave enduring land.

 

Dionisio Ridruejo

Dionisio Ridruejo


“... the incomparable phenomenon of this city, set over the mass of two stones cut with a pick and separated by the narrow and deep gorge of the river, it could correspond to that other city, revealed in the dreams. The spectacle of this city is indescribable, and, around it, an ample valley with working fields, oaks and olive trees. And there in the distance, as if it had recovered all its strength, the pure mountain rises, range after range, until it forms the most splendid background.”

"...for this was the wonderful success of Ronda, in which summarizes everything that I desired, a Spanish sentinel city in a fantastic and magnificent way..."

 

Rainer María Rilke

Rainer María
Rilke


Bullring of Ronda,
That of the macho bullfighters,
Asks your balconies
one Carmen for each box;
One Romero for each bull,
one knight on a horse
and two bandits that ask for
the key with their guns.
Bullring of Ronda,
That of the macho bullfighters.

 

Fernando Villalón

Fernando Villalón