Friedrich Holderlin

(20 March 1770 – 6 June 1843 / Germany)

From In Lovely Blue - Poem by Friedrich Holderlin

Like the stamen inside a flower
The steeple stands in lovely blue
And the day unfolds around its needle;

The flock of swallows that circles the steeple
Flies there each day through the same blue air
That carries their cries from me to you;

We know how high the sun is now
As long as the roof of the steeple glows,
The roof that's covered with sheets of tin;

Up there in the wind, where the wind is not
Turning the vane of the weathercock,
The weathercock silently crows in the wind.


Comments about From In Lovely Blue by Friedrich Holderlin

  • Bronze Star - 2,783 Points Michael Morgan (2/28/2014 10:40:00 PM)

    This is poetry. Reality, justly transformed by the needs of the viewer. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 2, 2012



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