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The Ultimate Vehicle of Earthly Bliss - 8. A feather in the wind

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Gedichte aus „Bleib jung meine Seele“

 

II.

Du bist ein tiefer Brunnen

In deß Gruft

Das Wasser lockt, bis daß es den der sich darüberbeugt

Herniederrust.

 

Ein leichtes Spiel – ein Federlein im Wind

Bist du mir –

Und vieler Jahre langes Schweigen

Löst sich vor dir.

 

Du bist ein Feuerbrand, deß Garben

Glühendrot

Die Nacht durchsirren. Wo sie fallen

Trifft der Tod –

 

Ein Lachen bist du, das, kaum noch ertönt, schon

Weit verklingt –

So wie in meiner Kindheit Nächten

Ein Lied durch ferne Gassen singt.

 

Bist leicht – bist Spiel mir – und

Doch Ewigkeit.

Vom dunklen Mund der Ewigkeit

Trink ich schwer und langsam deine Schönheit

Bis zum Grund. [i]

 

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The Two “Stay Young at Heart, my Psyche” Poems

 

II.

You are like a profound well

In whose crypt

The waters lure until they flow

Round the one peering down.

 

A lithesome game – a feather in the wind

Are you to me –

But many stifled years melt away

Where’er your tread goes.

 

You are like a firebrand whose sparks whirl

Glowing hot

To buzz through the night. Wherever they fall

They thwart death –

 

You’re a laugh, that, as soon as one hears it

Fades away –

Like in my childhood when night-songs would sing

Through some far-removed thoroughfares.

 

You’re lithesome – a match for me – yet

Eternity.

So from the dark mouth of eternity

I deeply, slowly imbibe your beauty

To the dregs.

 

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[i] “Gedichte aus „Bleib jung meine Seele“” Toni Schwabe, Ibid., ps. 47-50

https://archive.org/details/3476447/page/46/mode/2up

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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Parker Owens

These lines speak especially persuasively to me today:

 

But many stifled years melt away

Where’er your tread goes.

 

You are like a firebrand whose sparks whirl

Glowing hot

To buzz through the night. Wherever they fall

They thwart death –

 

You’re a laugh, that, as soon as one hears it

Fades away –

Like in my childhood when night-songs would sing

Through some far-removed thoroughfares.

I have been trying to reconnect with someone who was dear to me once. This poem reminds me that love is in motion, it’s not a tableaux. 

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AC Benus
1 hour ago, Parker Owens said:

These lines speak especially persuasively to me today:

 

 

But many stifled years melt away

Where’er your tread goes.

 

You are like a firebrand whose sparks whirl

Glowing hot

To buzz through the night. Wherever they fall

They thwart death –

 

You’re a laugh, that, as soon as one hears it

Fades away –

Like in my childhood when night-songs would sing

Through some far-removed thoroughfares.

 

I have been trying to reconnect with someone who was dear to me once. This poem reminds me that love is in motion, it’s not a tableaux. 

An excellent observation, Parker 

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AC Benus
On 2/29/2024 at 12:27 PM, ReaderPaul said:

Some persons are an inspiration to certain other persons.  The person referred to in this poem seems especially esteemed and inspiring to the poet.

The reference to a well and then drinking/imbibing deeply to the dregs-- beautiful.

Thanks, ReaderPaul. Your comment reminds me how dream symbolists say clear, deep water is representative of consciousness. A desire to dive in and swim to the bottom in a dream, they say, means a person has a desire to plumb their own depths to a greater extent than they are 

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