Hermann Hesse

(2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962 / Calw, Württemberg)

Lonesome Night - Poem by Hermann Hesse

You brothers, who are mine,
Poor people, near and far,
Longing for every star,
Dream of relief from pain,
You, stumbling dumb
At night, as pale stars break,
Lift your thin hands for some
Hope, and suffer, and wake,
Poor muddling commonplace,
You sailors who must live
Unstarred by hopelessness,
We share a single face.
Give me my welcome back.

Translated by James Wright

Submitted by Holt

Comments about Lonesome Night by Hermann Hesse

  • (1/24/2018 5:54:00 PM)

    Hesse is known more for his literature than his poetry. But when he wrote poetry, he was just as passionate. Excellent poem! (Report)Reply

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  • (1/24/2018 6:45:00 AM)

    Stars are grounded everyday and we all know the stories of birth and death of stars. Scientists like Dr. Chandrasekhar.Carl Sagan have also delved into these arena. But the little stars about whom the poet has intrigued into are really super stars aspiring everyday and night to touch the height of the sky. Thank you Poet (Report)Reply

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  • Oilibheir Álain Christie (1/24/2018 6:07:00 AM)

    Einsame Nacht
    Die ihr meine Brüder seid,
    Arme Menschen nah und ferne,
    Die ihr im Bezirk der Sterne
    Tröstung träumet eurem Leid,
    Die ihr wortelos gefaltet
    In die blaß gestirnte Nacht
    Schmale Dulderhände haltet,
    Die ihr leidet, die ihr wacht,
    Arme, irrende Gemeinde,
    Schiffer ohne Stern und Glück -
    Fremde, dennoch mir Vereinte,
    Gebt mir meinen Gruß zurück.
    Hermann Hesse,1902

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  • Ragy Sandid (1/24/2018 4:42:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. Yes. we share a single face (Report)Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (1/24/2018 2:27:00 AM)

    Happiness should be shared with the poor too. Sweet words woven into a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • val Rogers (10/12/2015 11:14:00 AM)

    What beautiful words. If I could write as sure I'd be a poet for the poor, for the joy
    For laughing ocean shores. You're very good. Val Brooklyn Rogers'

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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