Thursday, April 12, 2007

今夜里尔克

今天烦了一天,晚上什麽也干不下去,楼下楼下地走了一百个来回。最后,从书架上随便抓了一本书,连封面也没看,就往下读。读了好久才发现是在读里尔克。奇怪,平时我读不进他,可今天,只有他让我安静。

《First Poems》

This is my strife:
dedicate to desire
through all days to roam.
Then, strong and wide,
with a thousand root-fibers
deep into life to gripe---
and through pain
far beyond life to ripen,
far beyond time!

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