Poem: The Guitar

Duende, which refers to dark spirits or charms, is mostly a southern Spanish concept. It was developed by the poet Lorca into an artistic aesthetic which encompasses the dark side of art, the sadness, death and evil, which gives art its power beyond beauty.

"Thus duende is a power and not a behavior, it is a struggle and not a concept. I have heard an old master guitarist say: ‘Duende is not in the throat; duende surges up from the soles of the feet.’ Which means it is not a matter of ability, but of real live form; of blood; of ancient culture; of creative action."

The Guitar
by Federico Garcia Lorca
from the collection, Music's Spell

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.
It weeps monotonously
as water weeps
as the wind weeps
over snowfields.
Impossible
to silence it.
It weeps for distant
things.
Hot southern sands
yearning for white camellias.
Weeps arrow without target
evening without morning
and the first dead bird
on the branch.
Oh, guitar!
Heart mortally wounded
by five swords.

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