<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395722" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hohenburg</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hohenburg</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The house is empty. Fall in the room.<br>The moon’s lone glow<br>and a birth at the edge of the dawning woods.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forever your thoughts turn to the ashen face of your people,<br>removed from the bedlam of time.<br>Over the dreamer green branches bend eagerly,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">cross and evening.<br>With bruised arms his star envelops the Song of Songs.<br>Towards the unpeopled window it ascends.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus the stranger shudders in blackness,<br>as his eyelids gently recede over<br>the far-off one. The silver voice of the wind in the hallway.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Translated by Eric Plattner</div><div style="margin:10px 0">……………………………………………………………………</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hohenburg</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Es ist niemand im Haus. Herbst in Zimmern;<br>Mondeshelle Sonate<br>Und das Erwachen am Saum des dämmernden Walds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Immer denkst du das weiße Antlitz des Menschen<br>Ferne dem Getümmel der Zeit;<br>Über ein Träumendes neigt sich gerne grünes Gezweig,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kreuz und Abend;<br>Umfängt den Tönenden mit purpurnen Armen sein Stern,<br>Der zu unbewohnten Fenstern hinaufsteigt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Also zittert im Dunkel der Fremdling,<br>Da er leise die Lider über ein Menschliches aufhebt,<br>Das ferne ist; die Silberstimme des Windes im Hausflur.</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=395722" data-title="Hohenburg de Georg Trakl" data-description="Hohenburg The house is empty. Fall in the room. The moon’s lone glow and a birth at the edge of the dawning woods. Forever your thoughts turn to the ashen face of your people, removed from the bedlam of time. Over the dreamer green branches be..."></div> </div> </div>

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