borrowing from Arthur and Rainer


Drinking would be too powerful, too clear;
I shall let the wind bathe my bare head
And being swept along is not enough.
The vast heaven is open! the mysteries lie dead
Let loose the wind in the fields
And when you lie down in the valley, you can smell
Something-you don’t know what-has disappeared;
The sap is champagne and goes straight to your head…
So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp;
A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place

***Who knew Rimbaud and Rilke would sound so good, cobbled together?  We are doing centos over at Dverse today.  This is my offering, which is a mix of these two–both some of my favorite poets.

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40 thoughts on “borrowing from Arthur and Rainer

  1. What a joy. Reading Rimbaud-Rilke by you accompanied by Itzak Perlman playing Sarasate on Opening Night at LIncoln Center w/NY Philharmonic. A lot of really wonderful music in this poem you constructed. Very deft and able! Excellent.

  2. Fabulous! It’s like Rimbaud and Rilke went into a bar together, ordered a round of drinks, and began conversing while you took down notes. Isn’t it amazing how everything can be made to flow together? That’s the sometimes difficult role of the cento poet, and you pulled it off magnificently here.

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