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From Poems (Tobias A. Wright, 1918) by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Jessie Lamont.

Autumn

The leaves fall, fall as from far,
Like distant gardens withered in the heavens;
They fall with slow and lingering descent.

And in the nights the heavy Earth, too, falls
From out the stars into the Solitude.

Thus all doth fall. This hand of mine must fall
And lo! the other one:—it is the law.
But there is One who holds this falling
Infinitely softly in His hands.

This poem is in the public domain. From Poems (Tobias A. Wright, 1918), translated by Jessie Lamont.

This poem is in the public domain. From Poems (Tobias A. Wright, 1918), translated by Jessie Lamont.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Rainer Maria Rilke

Born in Prague on December 4, 1875, Rainer Maria Rilke is recognized by many as a master of verse.

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We cannot know his legendary head
with eyes like ripening fruit. And yet his torso
is still suffused with brilliance from inside,
like a lamp, in which his gaze, now turned to low,

gleams in all its power. Otherwise
the curved breast could not dazzle you so, nor could 
a smile run through the placid hips and
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The bleak fields are asleep,
My heart alone wakes;
The evening in the harbour
Down his red sails takes.

Night, guardian of dreams,
Now wanders through the land;
The moon, a lily white,
Blossoms within her hand.
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Again and again, even though we know love’s landscape
and the little churchyard with its lamenting names
and the terrible reticent gorge in which the others
end: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lay ourselves down again and again
among the flowers,