Georg Trakl

(3 February 1887 - 3 November 1914 / Salzburg)

To Lucifer - Poem by Georg Trakl

Lend your flame to the spirit, glowing gloom;

Sighing the head rises into midnight,

At the greening spring hill; where before

A gentle lamb bled, endured the deepest

Pain; but the dark one follows the shadow

Of evil, or he lifts the moist wings

To the golden disk of the sun and a sound of bells

Convulses his pain-torn breast,

Wild hope; the sinisterness of flaming fall.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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