The Swan Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Swan

Rating: 2.7


This laboring of ours with all that remains undone,
as if still bound to it,
is like the lumbering gait of the swan.

And then our dying—releasing ourselves
from the very ground on which we stood—
is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself

into the water. It gently receives him,
and, gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
as wave follows wave,
while he, now wholly serene and sure,
with regal composure,
allows himself to glide.


translation by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Morgan 09 August 2014

Not a bad translation- probably because of the simplicity and directness of the original. MM

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