Rainer Maria Rilke

Prague / Czech Republic
Rainer Maria Rilke
Prague / Czech Republic
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Growing Old

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In some summers there is so much fruit,
the peasants decide not to reap any more.
Not having reaped you, oh my days,
my nights, have I let the slow flames
of your lovely produce fall into ashes?

My nights, my days, you have borne so much!
All your branches have retained the gesture
of that long labor you are rising from:
my days, my nights. Oh my rustic friends!
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Dr Antony Theodore 08 February 2020
Ich suche, was für dich so gut war. Oh meine lieben, halbtoten Bäume, könnte eine gleiche Süße noch über deine Blätter streicheln, deinen Kelch öffnen? wunderbar. danke tony
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Alexandra Hill 11 February 2018
Wow...it’s so powerful. It makes one feel life ebbing away.
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Glen Kappy 06 February 2018
Not having reaped you, oh my days, my nights, have I let the slow flames of your lovely produce fall into ashes? these lines remind me of the feeling in keats' sonnet when i have fears that i may cease to be. gk
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