Showing posts with label Rainer Maria Rilke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rainer Maria Rilke. Show all posts
Sunday, May 22, 2016
Rainer Maria Rilke, Vielleicht sind alle Drachen
Vielleicht sind alle Drachen unseres Lebens Prinzessinnen, die nur darauf warten uns einmal schön und mutig zu sehen. Vielleicht ist alles Schreckliche im Grunde das Hilflose, das von uns Hilfe will
Rainer Maria Rilke, Alle Gefühle sind...
Alle Gefühle sind rein, die dir helfen, dich zu sammeln und zu erheben; unrein ist das Gefühl, das nur eine Seite deines Wesens ergreift und dich dadurch verzerrt.
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Vorfrühling, Rainer Maria Rilke
Vorfrühling
Härte schwand. Auf einmal legt sich Schonung
an der Wiesen aufgedecktes Grau.
Kleine Wasser ändern die Betonung.
Zärtlichkeiten, ungenau,
greifen nach der Erde aus dem Raum.
Wege gehen weit ins Land und zeigens.
Unvermutet siehst du seines Steigens
Ausdruck in dem leeren Baum.
Early Spring
Harshness went. A sudden softness
touches the meadows' uncovered grey.
Little rivulets of water change
their accents. Tenderness,
hesitantly, reaches toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are stretching far.
Unexpectedly you find expression
of its rising in the empty tree.
(my own improved translation,
as all found in the net were wrong in meaning)
Härte schwand. Auf einmal legt sich Schonungan der Wiesen aufgedecktes Grau.Kleine Wasser ändern die Betonung.Zärtlichkeiten, ungenau,greifen nach der Erde aus dem Raum.Wege gehen weit ins Land und zeigens.Unvermutet siehst du seines SteigensAusdruck in dem leeren Baum.
touches the meadows' uncovered grey.
Little rivulets of water change
their accents. Tenderness,
hesitantly, reaches toward the earth
from space, and country lanes are stretching far.
Unexpectedly you find expression
of its rising in the empty tree.
(my own improved translation,
as all found in the net were wrong in meaning)
Monday, November 23, 2015
Monday, November 9, 2015
Thursday, April 30, 2015
Life always says Yes and No simultaneously, Rainer Maria Rilke
Our effort, I suggest, can be dedicated to this: to assume the unity of Life and Death and let it be progressively demonstrated to us. So long as we stand in opposition to Death we will disfigure it. Believe me, my dear Countess, Death is our Friend, our closest friend, perhaps the only friend who can never be misled by our ploys and vacillations. And I do not mean that in the sentimental, romantic sense of distrusting or renouncing life. Death is our friend precisely because it brings us into absolute and passionate presence with all that is here, that is natural, that is love. . . . Life always says Yes and No simultaneously. Death (I implore you to believe) is the true Yea-sayer. It stands before eternity and says only: Yes.
Letter to Countess Margot Sizzo-Noris-Crouy
Epiphany, 1923
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
everything is blooming, Rilke
“Everything is blooming most recklessly. If it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.”
Rainer Maria Rilke
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