Ranier Maria Rilke: Possibility of Being - (The Voices: 9 leaves with a title leaf - this is one of leaves)
Another moment to live through then.
How the rope I fasten, again and again
someone cuts.
I'd got prepared so wonderfully,
and already a little eternity
was in my guts.
They bring me now, as they have done before,
this spoonful of life to sup.
No, I won't, I won't have anymore,
let me bring it up.
Life's an excellent thing I know,
through all the world outspread;
I simply can't digest it though,
it only goes to my head.
It nourishes others, it makes me ill;
one can dislike the thing.
what for a thousand years I'll still
require is dieting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice cognitive metaphor: ''and already a little eternity was in my guts'' nice symbolical poem, lovely to read...........