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Encounter in the Chestnut Avenue by Rainer Maria Rilke


He felt the entrance's green darkness
wrapped cooly round him like a silken cloak
that he was still accepting and arranging;
when at the opposite transparent end, far off,
 
through green sunlight, as through green window panes,
whitely a solitary shape
flared up, long remaining distant
and then finally, the downdriving light
boiling over it at every step,
 
bearing on itself a bright pulsation,
which in the blond ran shyly to the back.
But suddenly the shade was deep,
and nearby eyes lay gazing

from a clear new unselfconscious face,
which, as in a portrait, lived intensely
in the instant things split off again:
first there forever, and then not at all.

2 comments:

Diane Dehler said...

We love a lot of the same poets.

Beatrice V said...

Oh Princess, thrilled someone discovered this little corner, had just started adding bits and pieces that live in my heart, did not expect visitors... a sort of drawer for little things I like; thrilled with the surprise. Yes I noticed on your site, we do share quite a few things in common. Also in music, Bach.. and others, do you enjoy the songs of Hildegard von Bingen too, by any chance? I used to play the flute, long ago.too.