To My Guitar

Sweet charm of my solitude,
Creator of the calm in my nights,
Share the secret worries
of my tender yearnings!
Now joyful, now plaintive,
Oh guitar, echo of my sighs,
Express with my attentive voice
Both my pain and my pleasure
.

Excerpt from nineteenth-century poem

Artwork by Alena Aenami

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