actually, here’s too early to go to bed… 19:49 pm,in argentina

Uusimmat Keskustelu Opiskelu, työnteko ja yrittäminen Kielikulma Poemas desde el sur (runoja etelästä) actually, here’s too early to go to bed… 19:49 pm,in argentina

Profiilikuva käyttäjästä Euris
Euris Ei kirjautuneena
Liittynyt: 30.06.2011
Kirjoituksia: 2
Vastauksia: 14


By Rainer Maria Rilke

You who never arrived

in my arms, Beloved, who were lost

from the start,

I don´t even know what songs

would please you. I have given up trying

to recognize you in the surging wave of the next

moment. All the immense

images of me – the far-off deeply-felt landscape

cities, towers, and bridges, and unsuspected

turns in the path,

and those powerful lands that were once

pulsing with the life on the gods

all rise within me to mean

you, who forever elude me.

You, Beloved, who are all

the gardens I have ever gazed at,

longing. An open window

in a country house-and you almost

stepped out, pensive to meet me.

Streets that I chanced upon-

you had just walked down them and vanished.

And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors

were still dizzy with your presence and startled,

gave back my too-sudden image. Who knows?

Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us

yesterday, separate, in the evening…