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Rainer Maria Rilke (4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926 / Prague / Czech Republic)
Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke
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| 101. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: XIII | 1/13/2003 |
| 102. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: XXIII | 1/13/2003 |
| 103. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: I | 1/13/2003 |
| 104. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: IV | 1/13/2003 |
| 105. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: XIX | 1/13/2003 |
| 106. | The Sonnets To Orpheus: XXV | 1/13/2003 |
| 107. | The Spanish Dancer | 1/3/2003 |
| 108. | The Swan | 1/13/2003 |
| 109. | The Unicorn | 1/3/2003 |
| 110. | The Voices | 1/13/2003 |
| 111. | The Wait | 1/13/2003 |
| 112. | To Lou Andreas-Salome | 1/13/2003 |
| 113. | To Music | 1/13/2003 |
| 114. | To Say Before Going to Sleep | 1/3/2003 |
| 115. | Venetian Morning | 1/13/2003 |
| 116. | Water Lily | 1/13/2003 |
| 117. | What Birds Plunge Through Is Not The Intimate Space | 1/13/2003 |
| 118. | What Fields Are As Fragrant As Your Hands? | 1/13/2003 |
| 119. | What Survives | 1/13/2003 |
| 120. | Woman in Love | 1/3/2003 |
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Slumber Song
Some day, if I should ever lose you,
will you be able then to go to sleep
without me softly whispering above you
like night air stirring in the linden tree?
Without my waking here and watching
and saying words as tender as eyelids
that come to rest weightlessly upon your breast,
upon your sleeping limbs, upon your lips?
