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Rilke's First Duino Elegy, Rewritten For Roxana Dyer
The First Duino Elegy of Rilke
Rewritten for Roxana Dyer
Who, if I screamed,
from the ranks of the angels would hear me then?
Even imagine one took me suddenly in his arms:
who I am would be lost in his greater Being.
So beauty was nothing
but the beginning of nightmare, from which we will scarcely awake;
we marvel at beauty, because in the end it has never bothered
to destroy us. Every angel message first brings us terror.
So with strong restraint I choke back the temptation
of agonized sobbing. Oh who then to turn to
in need? Not angels, ...
A Garden In Spring
A hillside garden in the evening gloom,
the wild white hawthorn in flower -
the man in the picture prays,
“Be my crown in the rattling hour,
let my life in the tomb
as the wild white thorn bud bursts into bloom.”