Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke (1918)/The Poet

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Rainer Maria Rilke1970737Poems — The Poet1918Jessie Lemont


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.