Georg Trakl

(3 February 1887 - 3 November 1914 / Salzburg)

On The Marshy Pastures - Poem by Georg Trakl

A man who walks in the black wind; the dry reeds
rustle quietly
Through the silence of the marshy pastures. In
the grey skies
A migration of wild birds move in ranks
Catty-corner over dark waters.
Insurgence. In the collapsing houses
Decay is fluttering out with black wings;
Crippled-up birches breathe heavily in the wind.
Evening in empty roadhouses. The longing for home
settles about
The delicate despair of the grazing flocks,
Vision of the night: toads plunge from silver waters.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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