I have never been able to appreciate poetry. It just falls short to me, becoming boring and drawn out. But a while ago I came across Rainer Maria Rilke and it changed everything. His writing is beautiful, and haunting; emotionally wrapping you up. I have never been so effected by a poem. My only wish is that I was talented enough to read it in its original language.
The story I attached to was from the Duino Elegies::
Angel!! If there were a place that we didn’t know of, and there, on some unsayable carpet, lovers displayed
What they could never bring to mastery here- the bold exploits of their high flying hearts, Their towers of pleasure, their ladders that have long since been standing where there was no ground, leaning just on each other, trembling- and could master all this, before the surrounding spectators, the unnumerable soundless dead:
Would these, then, throw down their final, forever saved up, forever hidden, unknown to us, eternally valid coins of happiness before the at last genuinely smiling pair on the gratified carpet?
So I spent the day looking for this book::
But no one has it in stock… talk about not being popular…
But I did find this::
Thrilled about this find! And I have ordered the Duino Elegies- lets hope the book gets here soon!
Converter to poetry,
The Southern Belle