Rainer Maria Rilke

(4 December 1875 – 29 December 1926 / Prague / Czech Republic)

Rainer Maria Rilke Poems

41. Eve 1/3/2003
42. Put Out My Eyes 1/3/2003
43. The Sonnets To Orpheus: Book 2: Xiii 1/13/2003
44. Lament (O How All Things Are Far Removed) 1/13/2003
45. In The Beginning 1/13/2003
46. Portrait Of My Father As A Young Man 1/3/2003
47. Narcissus 1/3/2003
48. Night (This Night, Agitated By The Growing Storm) 1/13/2003
49. World Was In The Face Of The Beloved 1/13/2003
50. What Fields Are As Fragrant As Your Hands? 1/13/2003
51. Song 1/13/2003
52. Elegy X 1/3/2003
53. The Grown-Up 1/13/2003
54. Interior Portrait 1/13/2003
55. Lady On A Balcony 1/13/2003
56. Lament 1/3/2003
57. The Sisters 1/3/2003
58. For Hans Carossa 1/13/2003
59. Lament (Whom Will You Cry To, Heart?) 1/13/2003
60. Going Blind 1/3/2003
61. To Lou Andreas-Salome 1/13/2003
62. What Birds Plunge Through Is Not The Intimate Space 1/13/2003
63. The Spanish Dancer 1/3/2003
64. Slumber Song 1/13/2003
65. The Lovers 1/3/2003
66. Fire's Reflection 1/13/2003
67. The Poet 1/3/2003
68. Sense Of Something Coming 1/13/2003
69. Girl's Lament 1/13/2003
70. Song Of The Sea 1/13/2003
71. The Voices 1/13/2003
72. Ignorant Before The Heavens Of My Life 1/3/2003
73. Water Lily 1/13/2003
74. Evening 1/13/2003
75. The Future 1/13/2003
76. Fall Day 1/3/2003
77. Heartbeat 1/13/2003
78. Elegy I 1/3/2003
79. The Swan 1/13/2003
80. Girl In Love 1/3/2003

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  • Liselotte (7/9/2018 12:50:00 PM)

    I am searching a poem of Rilke, wehre God spoke to the the soul, befor beeinflusst born

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  • Ray A Burleigh (6/20/2018 3:05:00 PM)

    Thank you for having these gorgeous, sometimes indescribable poems here for us. He is trying for things just beyond our reach. What a magnificent heart! ! ! !

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  • Catherine Clark (1/30/2018 3:40:00 PM)

    I am searching for Rainer Maria Rolke's beautiful poem written about the liquid-filled eyes of the dumb animals at the manger adoring the Christ child.

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  • Greg Bell Greg Bell (4/16/2017 4:35:00 PM)

    An underappreciated artist of consummate skill. His Sonnets to Orpheus are sublime.

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (12/4/2015 11:14:00 AM)

    The Song of the Dwarf

    Maybe my soul is straight and good,
    but she's got to lug my heart, my blood,
    which all hurts because it's crooked;
    its weight sends her staggering.
    She has no bed, she has no home,
    she merely hangs on my sharp bones,
    flapping her terrible wings.

    And my hands are completely shot,
    shriveled, worn: here, take a look
    at how they clammily, clumsily hop
    like rain-crazed toads.
    As for all the other stuff,
    it's all used up and sad and old—
    why doesn't God haul me out to the muck
    and let me drop.

    Is it because of my mug
    with its frowning mouth?
    So often I would itch
    to be luminous and free of fog
    but nothing would approach
    except big dogs.
    And the dogs got zilch.

    (Rainer Maria Rilke)

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  • Elise Stettner (7/12/2014 8:16:00 AM)

    I am searching for the poem by M. R. Rilke in which he speaks about pushing thru solid rock.

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  • David Creasor (8/22/2013 3:10:00 PM)

    Hi guys, I am reading a Portuguese translation from a poem that I know was written by Rainer Maria Rilke, unfortunately the title is missing. Do any of you know which poem starts something like Nothing is comparable. maybe there is something

    Thanks in advance for any help

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  • Valerie Harms (4/14/2012 11:43:00 AM)

    does anyone have those lines by Rilke where he is sitting in the rich darkness expectant about the light coming?

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  • Mardia Parker (3/3/2010 6:30:00 AM)

    Trying to confirm a poem or quote that is attributed to Rilke: 'In love, practice only this: letting each other go. Holding on comes easily, we don't need to learn it. Practice letting go.'

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Best Poem of Rainer Maria Rilke

A Walk

My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
it has inner light, even from a distance-

and charges us, even if we do not reach it,
into something else, which, hardly sensing it,
we already are; a gesture waves us on
answering our own wave...
but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

Translated by Robert Bly

Read the full of A Walk

From The Tenth Elegy

Ah, but the City of Pain: how strange its streets are:
the false silence of sound drowning sound,
and there--proud, brazen, effluence from the mold of emptiness--
the gilded hubbub, the bursting monument.
How an Angel would stamp out their market of solaces,
set up alongside their church bought to order:
clean and closed and woeful as a post office on Sunday.
Outside, though, there's always the billowing edge of the fair.
Swings of Freedom! High-divers and Jugglers of Zeal!

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