Las Seis Cuerdas Poem by Federico García Lorca

Las Seis Cuerdas

Rating: 2.8


La guitarra,
hace llorar a los sueños.
El sollozo de las almas
perdidas,
se escapa por su boca
redonda.
Y como la tarántula
teje una gran estrella
para cazar suspiros,
que flotan en su negro
aljibe de madera.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 14 December 2014

I've always loved Garcia Lorca's writings. He had a marvelous way with words in his native Spanish.

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Bob Reed 01 August 2014

The guitar, Makes you cry for your dreams. The sobs of lost souls, escapes from your round mouth. And like the trantula you weave a huge star-like net to catch sighs that float from your black wooden trap.

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Sandra Feldman 15 March 2014

Everyone should know Spanish so they can read Lorca and after aspire nothing else!

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Sandra Feldman 15 March 2014

Everyone should know Spanish so they can read Lorca and after aspire nothing else!

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Kyrston P. 31 March 2005

Excellent poem...a song was made out of it. SATB. Check it out, its beautiful!

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