Arts & Sciences
The Poet
Translated by Jessie Lemont (1918) · From New Poems
Arts & Sciences
You Hour! From me you ever take your flight,
Your swift wings wound me as they whir along;
Without you void would be my day and night,
Without you I'll not capture my great song.
I have no earthly spot where I can live,
I have no love, I have no household fane,
And all the things to which myself I give
Impoverish me with richness they attain.
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Rilke, Rainer Maria. “The Poet.” Translated by Jessie Lemont. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rilke/33/.
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Rilke, Rainer Maria. “The Poet.” Translated by Jessie Lemont. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rilke/33/.
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