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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395759" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stillness; as if blind people sank down by autumnal wall,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Listening with rotten temples to the flight of the ravens;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Golden stillness of autumn, the countenance of the father in the flickering sun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At evening the old village decays in the peace of brown oaks,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The red hammering of the smithy, a pounding heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stillness; in slow hands the maid hides the hyacinthine forehead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under fluttering sunflowers. Fear and silence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of extinguishing eyes fulfills the dusking room, the halting steps</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of old women, the escape of the purple mouth which slowly expires in the darkness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Taciturn evening in vine. From the low rafters</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nocturnal moth fell, nymph buried into bluish sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the courtyard the farm boy slaughters a lamb, the sweet smell of the blood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clouds our foreheads, the dark coolness of the fountain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gloom of dying asters regrets, golden voices in the wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When it becomes night you look at me from moldered eyes,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In blue stillness your cheeks decayed to dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So quietly a weed's fire expires, the black hamlet in the ground falls silent</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As if the cross climbed down the blue hill of Calvary,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The silent earth ejected its dead.</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>
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Golden stillness of autumn, the countenance of the father in the flickering sun

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