The weeping of the guitar
begins.
The goblets of dawn
are smashed.
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
Useless
to silence it.
Impossible
to silence it.
Frederico García Lorca, from The Guitar
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
The goblets of dawn
are smashed.
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
Useless
to silence it.
Impossible
to silence it.
Frederico García Lorca, from The Guitar
Yes! Music is impossible to silence… and why would we want to? Music is like breathing.
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And for the musician, it IS breath.
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Love the mellowness. The fresh light. The words. Great post Chandra. Thank you 🙂 My Dad and two of his brothers always sat at get togethers, and played guitar, sang, laughed. Sadly, only one those brothers is left now. This speaks to me. 🙂 xoxo
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