Friday, March 23, 2012

Books, Bells, Rilke translations

BELLS (a translation from Rilke)

ringing bells in my mind’s eye
let night bring me something
I’ll return it

I make folds in the world
folding then unfolding
creasing the years

what do I learn?
the dark is dark
I like snowflakes
I like snowflakes
better than song

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