To mix death into everything seen

C.D.Friedrich " Tree of Crows" c.1822 Louvre

Is he someone who dwells in this single world? No:
both realms are the source of his earthly power.
He alone who has known the roots of the willow
can bend the willow-branch into a lyre.

Overnight leave no bread on the table
and leave no milk:they draw back the dead–,
But he, the conjurer, may he settle
under the calm of the eye’s lowered lid

to mix death into everything seen;
and may the magic of earth smoke and rue
be as real to him as the clearest connection.

Nothing can trouble the dominance of
the true image. Whether from graves or from rooms,
let him praise finger-ring, bracelet, and jug.

R.M. Rilke ” Sonnets to Orpheus” I/6

GERMAN ORIGINAL

Das VI. Sonett

Ist er ein Hiesiger? Nein, aus beiden
Reichen erwuchs seine weite Natur.
Kundiger böge die Zweige der Weiden,
wer die Wurzeln der Weiden erfuhr.

Geht ihr zu Bette, so lasst auf dem Tische
Brot nicht und Milch nicht; die Toten ziehts -.
Aber er, der Beschwörende, mische
unter der Milde des Augenlids

ihre Erscheinung in alles Geschaute;
und der Zauber von Erdrauch und Raute
sei ihm so wahr wie der klarste Bezug.

Nichts kann das gültige Bild ihm verschlimmern;
sei es aus Gräbern, sei es aus Zimmern,
rühme er Fingerring, Spange und Krug.

Rainer Maria Rilke, zwischen dem 2. und 5.2.1922, Chateau de Muzot

About Michaela

I am a wanderer and a wonderer, like you are. I love our journey and to walk in the company of friends – to learn, experience, share, laugh, cry and above all I simply love this marvelous, magical, mysterious life. I have no plan (cannot believe I am saying this) and my only intention is to be truthful to myself and others.
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One Response to To mix death into everything seen

  1. johanna11 says:

    A few days ago, returning from my morning walk, there was a big crow, a raven, sitting on a nearby branch, quite low. He saw me as he was singing his song, and didn’t fly off until he was finished. Was he singing of death?

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