Georg Trakl

(3 February 1887 - 3 November 1914 / Salzburg)

Georg Trakl Poems

121. Accord 4/6/2012
122. To Angela (2nd Version) 4/6/2012
123. Childhood Memory 4/6/2012
124. Confiteor 4/6/2012
125. Rondel 2/3/2012
126. Kaspar Hauser's Song 1/1/2004
127. Always Darker 4/6/2012
128. To The Silenced 4/15/2010
129. Autumn 4/6/2012
130. Blood Guilt 4/6/2012
131. Klage 1/13/2003
132. Melusine 4/6/2012
133. Whispered Into Afternoon 1/1/2004
134. At Night 2/3/2012
135. Helian 1/1/2004
136. Psalm 1/1/2004
137. De Profundis 1/13/2003
138. Delirium 1/1/2004
139. Winter Evening 1/1/2004
140. Grodek 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of Georg Trakl

Grodek

At evening the autumn woodlands ring
With deadly weapons. Over the golden plains
And lakes of blue, the sun
More darkly rolls. The night surrounds
Warriors dying and the wild lament
Of their fragmented mouths.
Yet silently there gather in the willow combe
Red clouds inhabited by an angry god,
Shed blood, and the chill of the moon.
All roads lead to black decay.
Under golden branching of the night and stars
A sister's shadow sways through the still grove
To greet the heroes' spirits, the bloodied heads.
And softly in the reeds Autumn's dark flutes ...

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Psalm

It is a light, that the wind has extinguished.
It is a pub on the heath, that a drunk departs in the afternoon.
It is a vineyard, charred and black with holes full of spiders.
It is a space, that they have white-limed with milk.
The madman has died. It is a South Sea island,
Receiving the Sun-God. One makes the drums roar.
The men perform warlike dances.
The women sway their hips in creeping vines and fire-flowers,
Whenever the ocean sings. O our lost Paradise.

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