31 March 2009

I love you, gentlest of Ways,
who ripened us as we wrestled with you.

You, the great homesickness we could never shake off,

you, the forest that always surrounded us,
you, the song we sang in every silence,
you dark net threading through us...

rainer maria rilke.
love poems to God.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Neil E. Das said...

wow...line three especially

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Blogger angela said...

yah, that line kind of took my breath away, so i wanted to share.

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Blogger spike mason said...

Just thought I'd comment on your post - as I thought you might be interested that I've released an album called "Widening Circles". I have become totally smitten by Rilke and so the album features the english translation of a handful of the poems from the Book of Hours set to my compositions.
You can watch a short film of the recording process
here ==> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MIkfYDRLuls
You can have a listen to the album to see if you like it
here ==> http://www.thepoatinatree.com.au
thanks
Spike

9:21 PM  

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