Days [ ) Enclosed | Robert Walser, 1914


Robert Walser


“Every sensitive person carries in himself old cities
enclosed by ancient walls.”

Robert Walser, The Little Berliner, 1914

1 thought on “Days [ ) Enclosed | Robert Walser, 1914

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    I live my life in growing orbits
    which move out over the things of the world.
    Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
    but that will be my attempt.

    I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,
    and I have been circling for a thousand years,
    and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm,
    or a great song.

    I live my life in growing orbits / The book of Hours / trslt. Robert Bly


    Tree arising! O pure ascendance! Orpheus Sings! Towering tree within the ear! Everywhere stillness, yet in this abeyance: seeds of change and new beginnings near. Creatures of silence emerged from the clear unfettered forest, from dens, from lairs. Not from shyness, this silence of theirs; nor from any hint of fear, simply from listening. Brutal shriek and roar dwindled in their hearts. Where stood a mere hut to house the passions of the ear, constructed of longing darkly drear, haphazardly wrought from front to rear, you built them a temple at listening's core.

    1 /The Sonnets to Orpheus / trsl. Robert Hunter


    My eyes already touch the sunny hill,
    going far ahead of the road I have begun.
    So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
    it has its inner light, even from a distance—

    and changes us, even if we do not reach it,
    into something else, which, hardly sensing it, we already are;
    a gesture waves us on, answering our own wave…
    but what we feel is the wind in our faces.

    A Walk /trslt. Robert Bly
    Rainer Maria Rilke

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