— From Sonnets to Orpheus, Rainer Maria Rilke
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You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing
that is more than your own.
Let it brush your cheeks
as it divides and rejoins beside you.
Blessed ones, whole ones,
you where the heart begins:
You are the bow that shoots the arrows
and you are the target.
Fear not the pain. Let its weight fall back
into the earth;
for heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas.
The trees you planted in childhood have grown
too heavy. You cannot bring them along.
Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.
Sonnets to Orpheus, Part One, IV
trans. Macy and Barrows
Rainer Maria Rilke
[Follies Of God]
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The Sonnets to Orpheus: First Series (Die Sonette an Orpheus: Erster Teil) by Rainer Maria Rilke (tr. A. Poulin, Jr.)
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God is the place which we rip open
Again and again, but which heals.
Sonnets to Orpheus (Book II, Number 16) - writ. Rainer Maria Rilke, trans. Robert Temple
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We are one generation through thousands of years,
mothers and fathers shaped by children to come,
who, in their turn, will overtake them.
We are endlessly offered into life, all time is ours.
And what any one of us might be worth,
death alone knows - and does not tell.
Rainer Maria Rilke, "Sonnets to Orpheus"
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Nicht sind die Leiden erkannt,
nicht ist die Liebe gelernt,
Rainer Maria Rilke, “Teil I, Sonett XIX” aus Die Sonette an Orpheus
[English translation by Willis Barnstone:
Our suffering is never understood,
nor is love learned,]
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It is spring again.
The earth is like a child
that knows poems by heart.
Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus (Part One, XXI)
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Sometimes when times are tough, I like to flip to a random page of whatever poetry book is near.
Rilke always hits the hardest.
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This, yes this, is the animal who never was.
No one ever saw one, but they loved it all the same.
- Its gait, the way it carried itself, its little throat,
The radiance of its quiet gaze, - all were loved
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And when earthly things forget you,
to the still earth say, “I’m flowing.”
To the rushing water say, “I am.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus, 2;29
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You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing
that is more than your own.
Let it brush your cheeks
as it divides and rejoins beside you.
Blessed ones, whole ones,
you where the heart begins:
You are the bow that shoots the arrows
and you are the target.
Fear not the pain. Let its weight fall back
into the earth;
for heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas.
The trees you planted in childhood have grown
too heavy. You cannot bring them along.
Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.
Sonnets to Orpheus, Part One, IV
trans. Macy and Barrows
Rainer Maria Rilke
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The Sonnets to Orpheus: First Series (Die Sonette an Orpheus: Erster Teil) by Rainer Maria Rilke (tr. A. Poulin, Jr.)
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Words even now go forth with tenderness into the inexpressible...
And music, ever renewed, from the most tremulous of stones
Constructs in waste spaces her deified dwelling.
Sonnets to Orpheus (Book II, Number 10) - writ. Rainer Maria Rilke, trans. Robert Temple
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Ian Brinton reviews 'Between a Drowning Man'
Here is Ian Brinton‘s recent review of my new Salt collection, Between a Drowning Man. It was first published by Litter Magazine in January 2024.
The invitation at the opening of these two remarkable sequences of poems by Martyn Crucefix emphasises both ‘difference’ and ‘ambiguity’, an ‘othering’ which hones attention rather than dulling it.
Divided into two sections, Works and Days (forty-nine…
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“Though the world change swiftly
as the forms in clouds,
all perfected things fall back
to age-old ground.
Over what changes and passes,
wider and freer,
your deep song still hovers,
O god with the lyre.
Pain has not been understood,
love has not been learned,
and what in death removes us
remains undisclosed.
Alone over the land
song hallows and heals.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus
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