lawn mower, sunday
decapitating the seconds
and the grass.
You slept and your arms stretched and almost caressed
A child is something else again. Wakes up
in the afternoon and in an instant he’s full of words,
in an instant he’s humming, in an instant warm,
instant light, instant darkness.
And, proud of what my art had done,
I viewed my painting, knew the great
Of marble, water, steel and slate.
A scholar and translator makes a pilgrimage to the Swiss castle where Rainer Maria Rilke finished the Duino Elegies and received the gift of all 55 Sonnets to Orpheus.
Every thing is protected
by a grace ready for flight,
every stone and flower
every child at night.
. The Scholar, as Artist, Clears the Table Take the plate from the table carry it through the chambers. Don’t be confused by the dust, the spider webs, the sawdust. … Continue reading