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"I love you, you the gentlest law
through which we ripen as we fight with it;
you homesickness we cannot quite curtail,
you forest within which we lose our trail,
you song we have sung with every silence kept,
you darkened net,
where every feeling apt to flee is caught."
— May 06, 2017 08:42PM
through which we ripen as we fight with it;
you homesickness we cannot quite curtail,
you forest within which we lose our trail,
you song we have sung with every silence kept,
you darkened net,
where every feeling apt to flee is caught."
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amelia
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"You, eternal one, did show yourself to me.
I hold you dear as if a son,
who left me while a child,
for fate had called you to a throne
that overlooked the vales.
And I, a hoary man, remained
confused about his grown-up son,
untrained in all the modern things
to which the son is drawn...
At times I wish you back with me
inside this womb that brought you up." !!!
— May 07, 2017 01:14AM
I hold you dear as if a son,
who left me while a child,
for fate had called you to a throne
that overlooked the vales.
And I, a hoary man, remained
confused about his grown-up son,
untrained in all the modern things
to which the son is drawn...
At times I wish you back with me
inside this womb that brought you up." !!!
amelia
is on page 37 of 235
i feel a liquid unity with rilke that he believes that god dwells most naturally in darkness; i tried (and failed) to write a poem about that a few months ago. Ich glaube an Nächte
— May 06, 2017 09:05PM
