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20 Apr 2012

I’ll Ruin This By Saying, “Rilke is My Jam.”

Written by sally @ 7:30 am — Section: sally

At night he stands up, the distant call of birds
already deep inside him; and feels bold
because he has taken all the galaxies
into his face, not lightly–, oh not like someone
who prepares a night like this for his beloved
and treats her to the skies that he has known.

–from Rilke’s “The Spanish Trilogy” (2)

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