Georg Trakl

(3 February 1887 - 3 November 1914 / Salzburg)

Please - Poem by Georg Trakl

Send your flames to the spirit, when it endures,

Imprisoned sighs in black midnight,

Near the spring hill, when the gentle lamb

Offers itself, the deepest pain endures;

O love that rises in the heart

Like a round light and endures a soft shape,

So that this earthen vessel breaks.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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