Rainer Maria Rilke

Prague / Czech Republic
Rainer Maria Rilke
Prague / Czech Republic
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A Sybil

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Long before our time they called her old,
But she'd walk down the same road every day.
Her age became too much to say
In years — and, like a forest's, would be told

In centuries. She comes to stand at dusk —
Her spot each time the same — and to foretell.
She is a hollow, wrinkled husk,
Dark as a fire-gutted citadel.
She has to turn her flock of talking loose
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COMMENTS
Robin 11 January 2018
I think it's about the sun, literally, and about the perceived futility of how we spend our time or the days.
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Feline Occupy 18 July 2012
I would love to hear some peoples' interpretation of this poem!
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Robin 11 January 2018
I think it's about the sun, literally, and about the perceived futility of how we spend our days.
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