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Skibidi vibes in the poetic scene of 1927, where a group of goons gathered at the Ateneo in Sevilla, lowkey vibing with Góngora's spirit. This squad, including legends like García Lorca and Alberti, is more of a ship than a generation, blending together in a dank poetic explosion. Fast forward to 1945, Salinas throws it back, recalling his sigma squad of poets. They were not just rebels; they were edge walkers respecting tradition while crafting their legacy. Alonso, in his essay, keeps it real, calling it a group within a larger historical narrative, proving that poetry is more than just a generation; it is an eternal jam.