Annette Von Droste-Hulshoff
Annette Von Droste-Hulshoff Poems
|1.||Farewell to Youth||6/13/2016|
|2.||The Boy on the Moor||6/13/2016|
|3.||In The Grass||6/13/2016|
|8.||On The Tower||6/13/2016|
|9.||The Last Day Of The Year (New Year's Eve)||9/3/2010|
The Last Day Of The Year (New Year's Eve)
The year at its turn,
the whirring thread unrolls.
One hour more, the last today,
and what was living time is scrolls
of dust dropping into a grave.
I wait in stern
silence. O deep night!
Is there an open eye?
Time, your flowing passage shakes
these walls. I shiver, my
one need is to observe. Night wakes
in solitude. I light
my eyes to all
that I have done and thought.
All that was in my head and heart
now stands like sullen rot
at Heaven's door. Victory in part -
the rest a fall
into dark wind
whipping my house! Yes, ...