Thursday, March 31, 2016

First NaPoWriMo entry:



Someone     asked me for an Edelweiss from Rilke
and suddenly the Poems              written by a younger me
returned, as did the Notebooks                that caused me such heartache,
the Elegies               with the terrible but necessary angel of beauty,
the Sonnets and in them another           Flower whose name I can’t remember,
the Diary       written on the shores of the Rhine,
So many Hours,      so many images, so many winds from childhood,
so many Places       that once were mine
in The Distant Viper, my total nearness.

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