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(From THE SONNETS TO ORPHEUS)

I, 2
And it was almost a girl who, stepping from
this single harmony of song and lyre,
appeared to me through her diaphonous form
and made herself a bed inside my ear.
And slept in me. Her sleep was everything:
the awesome trees, the distances I had felt
so deeply that I could touch them, meadows in spring:
all wonders that had ever seized my heart.
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Jan

25th

2013

(From THE SONNETS TO ORPHEUS) · 1:17pm Jan 25th, 2013

I, 2

And it was almost a girl who, stepping from
this single harmony of song and lyre,
appeared to me through her diaphonous form
and made herself a bed inside my ear.

And slept in me. Her sleep was everything:
the awesome trees, the distances I had felt
so deeply that I could touch them, meadows in spring:
all wonders that had ever seized my heart.

She slept the world. Singing god, how was that first
sleep so perfect that she had no desire
ever to wake? See: she arose and slept.

Where is her death now? Ah, will you discover
this theme before your song consumes itself?--
Where is she vanishing? ... A girl, almost ....

-Rainer Maria Rilke

so uh..... so do you people like it if I put in poetry I stumble across?

My studying continues as thus... but I should have a short ready to go soon, and a bit more to follow.

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