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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395700" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>De Profundis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a stubble field on which a black rain falls.<br>There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely here.<br>There is a hissing wind which haunts deserted huts---<br>How sad this evening.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Past the village pond<br>The gentle orphan still gathers scanty ears of corn.<br>Golden and round her eyes are gazing in the dusk<br>And her lap awaits the heavenly bridegroom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Returning home<br>Shepherds found the sweet body<br>Decayed in the bramble bush.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A shade I am remote from sombre hamlets.<br>The silence of God<br>I drank from the woodland well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On my forehead cold metal forms.<br>Spiders look for my heart.<br>There is a light that fails in my mouth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At night I found myself upon a heath,<br>Thick with garbage and the dust of stars.<br>In the hazel copse<br>Crystal angels have sounded once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Translated by Jurek Kirakowski</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anonymous submission.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Georg+Trakl">Georg Trakl</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395700" data-title="De Profundis de Georg Trakl" data-description="There is a stubble field on which a black rain falls. There is a tree which, brown, stands lonely here. There is a hissing wind which haunts deserted huts--- How sad this evening. Past the village pond The gentle orphan still gathers scanty ears ..."></div> </div> </div>
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