Excerpts

Your children are not your children. * Kahil Gibran

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may… Continue reading Your children are not your children. * Kahil Gibran

Poetry

Death, Be Not Proud By John Donne

“Death Be Not Proud” is among the most famous and most beloved poems in English literature. Its popularity lies in its message of hope couched in eloquent, quotable language. Donne’s theme tells the reader that death has no right to be proud, since human beings do not die but live eternally after “one short sleep.”… Continue reading Death, Be Not Proud By John Donne

Poetry

Rainer Maria Rilke Poem of the Day: You who never arrived

Du im Voraus verlorne Geliebte, Nimmergekommene, nicht weiß ich, welche Töne dir lieb sind. Nicht mehr versuch ich, dich, wenn das Kommende wogt, zu erkennen. Alle die großen Bildern in mir, im Fernen erfahrene Landschaft, Städte und Türme und Brücken und un- vermutete Wendung der Wege und das Gewaltige jener von Göttern einst durchwachsenen Länder:… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke Poem of the Day: You who never arrived

Poetry

Mein Herz * Rainer Maria Rilke Poetry for Today

Ich weiß nicht, was ich habe, mir ist ums Herz so schwer..... Ums Herze? Ach was sag ich - ich hab doch keines mehr. Seit ich, mein Glück, dich kenne, du süßes Liebchen mein, vom ersten Augenblicke an wars ja doch schon dein. O mögst du es behalten, damit es stets so blieb - es… Continue reading Mein Herz * Rainer Maria Rilke Poetry for Today

Poetry

Narcissus and Echo * Poetry

“Shall the water not remember Ember my hand’s slow gesture, tracing above of its mirror my half-imaginary airy portrait? My only belonging longing; is my beauty, which I take ache away and then return, as love of teasing playfully the one being unbeing. whose gratitude I treasure Is your moves me. I live apart heart from myself, yet cannot not live apart. In the water’s… Continue reading Narcissus and Echo * Poetry