Hermann Hesse
Calw, Württemberg
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The Poet

Rating: 3.3
Only on me, the lonely one,
The unending stars of the night shine,
The stone fountain whispers its magic song,
To me alone, to me the lonely one
The colorful shadows of the wandering clouds
Move like dreams over the open countryside.
Neither house nor farmland,
Neither forest nor hunting privilege is given to me,
What is mine belongs to no one,
The plunging brook behind the veil of the woods,
The frightening sea,
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Larry Lynch 30 January 2021
'...all of them Gratefully celebrate the festival of the future world. Only the poet is missing, The lonely one who looks on, The bearer of human longing...' so true for many writers, though not all write about the emptiness of longing - read Billy Collins, for example
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Chinedu Dike 22 October 2019
A poignant rendition, well conceived and elegantly crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with insight.
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Dr Antony Theodore 06 June 2019
The weeping and singing, lonely in the evening, of a man secretly in love. The temples of the gods are mine also, and mine the aristocratic groves of the past. the great Hermann Hesse the author of Sidharta.
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Mario Li 08 April 2014
Where is the content?
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Bill Noble 27 September 2013
Brief but compelling.
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