Georg Trakl

(3 February 1887 - 3 November 1914 / Salzburg)

Summer Sonata - Poem by Georg Trakl

Rotten fruits smell stunning.

Bushes and trees sound sunnily,

Swarms of black flies sing

On the brown forest glade.

In the pool's deep blueness

The light of weed-fires blazes.

Hear sudden love cries whirring

From yellow flower walls.

Butterflies chase themselves for a long time;

Drunkenly my shadow dances

On sultry meadows of thyme.

Brightly ecstacized blackbirds trill.

Clouds show stiff breasts,

And wreathed by foliage and berries

Under dark pines you see

A skeleton play the violin grinning.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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