Tag Archives: Sonnets to Orpheus

You are lonely my friend…

Posted on February 1, 2012 by Michaela

You are lonely, my friend, because you are…. We, with a word or a finger-sign, gradually make the world our own , though perhaps its weakest, most precarious part. How can fingers point out a smell?– Yet of the dark … Continue reading →

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To mix death into everything seen

Posted on January 28, 2012 by Michaela

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 … Continue reading →

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A god can do it

Posted on January 18, 2012 by Michaela

A god can do it. But will you tell me how a man can enter through the lyre’s strings? Our mind is split. And at the shadowed crossing of heart-roads, there is no temple for Apollo. Song, as you have … Continue reading →

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And it was almost a girl…

Posted on January 16, 2012 by Michaela

Listening to Orpheus (6) And it was almost a girl and came to be out of this single joy of song and lyre and through her green veils shone forth radiantly and made herself a bed in my ear. And … Continue reading →

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A savage creative storm

Posted on January 10, 2012 by Michaela

Listening to Orpheus (1) A tree ascended there. Oh pure transcendence! Oh Orpheus sings!Oh tall tree in the ear! And all things hushed. Yet even in that silence a new beginning, beckoning, change appeared. …so begin the “Sonnets to Orpheus”, … Continue reading →

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Breathing: you invisible poem

Posted on February 22, 2011 by Michaela

Breathing: you invisible poem! Complete interchange of your own essence with world-space. You counterweight in which I rhythmically happen. Single wave-motion whose gradual sea I am; you, most inclusive of all our possible seas- space grown warm. How many regions … Continue reading →

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Erect no gravestone for him

Posted on February 18, 2011 by Michaela

Erect no gavestone for him. Only this: let the rose blossom each year for his sake. For it is the god. His metamorphosis in this and that. We do not need to look for other names. It is Orpheus once … Continue reading →

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O you tender ones, walk now and then

Posted on February 17, 2011 by Michaela

O you tender ones, walk now and then into the breath that blows coldly past. Upon your cheecks let it tremble and part; behind you it will tremble again. Don’t be afraid to suffer, return that heaviness to the earth’s … Continue reading →

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Oh come and go

Posted on February 10, 2011 by Michaela

Oh come and go. You, almost a child still, complete for a moment the dance-move into the pure constellation of those dances in which dull orderly nature’s transiently overcome. Since she was stirred to total hearing only when Orpheus sang. … Continue reading →

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Be ahead of all parting

Posted on December 13, 2010 by Michaela

Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were behind you, like the winter that has just gone by. For among these winters there is one so endlessly winter that only by wintering through it all will your heart … Continue reading →

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