Sunday, March 14, 2010

Rilke with rain

Yes--the springtimes needed you.  Often a star
was waiting for you to notice it.  A waved rolled toward you
out of the distant past, or as you walked
under an open window, a violin yielded itself to your hearing.  -Ranier Maria Rilke (The First Elegy)
Or maybe it was a cello. . . This song goes well with rain.

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