Elegy IV (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes?We are not of one mind. Are not like birdsin unison migrating. ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes?We are not of one mind. Are not like birdsin unison migrating. ...
(Written in her fifteenth yoar.)Methought, (unwitting how the place I gained,)I rested on a fleecy, floating cloudFar o'er the earth, ...
Uncomprising year-I see no meaning to life.Though this abled self is here nonetheless,either in trade gold or grammaticness,I drop the ...
Yes, there are thoughts that have no sound-such thoughtsThat no coined phrase of words can utter them!The tongue would syllable ...
By this cold shuddering fit of fearMy heart divines a presence here,Goddess or ghost yclept;Wrecker of homes . . .Where ...
But not all unprepared were found the Medes. With restless foot, Belesis through the night, Still to and fro had ...
O YE ancient and undisturbed Armenian plains of kind mornings,And ye, golden fields, rich orchards, and pastures smiling with life,Ye ...
Ow! Wow! Wow!(Funeral note sustained by flutes, suggesting a long-bodied, short-legged, large-headed dog in anguish.)Ow! Wow!We are the people who ...
My spirit is too weak; mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of ...
'But that was nothing to what things came out From the sea-caves of Criccieth yonder.' 'What were they? Mermaids? dragons? ...
With the three names Father, Son, and Spirit we almost forget that the three are really one Three faces of ...
Indescribable--our love--and still we say with eyes averted, turning out the light, "I love you," in the ordinary way and ...
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
1 IN midnight sleep, of many a face of anguish, Of the look at first of the mortally wounded-of that ...
(After Rilke) We cannot know the indescribable face Where the eyes like apples ripened. Even so, His torso has a ...
That some day, emerging at last from the terrifying vision I may burst into jubilant praise to assenting angels! That ...
As once the winged energy of delight carried you over childhood's dark abysses, now beyond your own life build the ...
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes? We are not of one mind. Are not like birds in ...
'Twas on the 22nd of March, in the year 1885, That the Arabs rushed like a mountain torrent in full ...
Shoestring Press, Nottingham, 2000. VIII Final concept harbour which has broken there where it crumpled our faces there where ikons ...
My Dearest Friend, ...should I draw you the picture of my heart it would be what I hope you would ...
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