Friedrich Holderlin

(20 March 1770 – 6 June 1843 / Germany)

Half of Life


With its yellow pears
And wild roses everywhere
The shore hangs into the lake,
O gracious swans,
And drunk with kisses
You dip your heads
In the sobering holy water.

Ah, where will I find
Flowers, come winter,
And where the sunshine
And shade of the earth ?
Walls stand cold
And speechless, in the wind
The wheathervanes creak.

Submitted: Monday, April 02, 2012

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