Haiku: The Fallen

We are the fallen

but we are the golden too –

spring shall always come

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Duino Elegies, by Rainer Maria Rilke

I have several books by Rilke, but I think my favourite work is the Duino Elegies.

The poet was born in Prague in a German speaking community and wrote in German most of his life, then in French in his latter years in Switzerland.

So his works have been translated into English, which relies, naturally, on the sensibilities of the translator. Nevertheless, he is very much worth investigating. Few poets have suffered more for their art.

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White Hat

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The lies you spin with laughter,

feeding me popcorn and hopium to fill my acquiescence.

Now you expect me to believe

I am watching a movie,

that I should drop everything to follow

your vacuous manifesto

stuffed with vapid statistics and your promises.

You can take off that white hat

and throw it in the dirt; many more after me

will gladly stamp on it in the mud.

And let me see the face, that plastic smile,

the burgeoning billions in your bank balance,

swollen to kingdom come which never came.

My time may be done, but in the end

who is going to save you?

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Haiku #42

The plough crows follow
In furrow across fields
Till seasons to sow

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Haiku #40

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The mother and son
in their eternal embrace —
creation in one

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