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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395783" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fall of the Deserted</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fall of the Deserted</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dark fall swells with fruit and abundance,<br>the yellowed glare of garish summer days.<br>A pure blueness steps from the ruined husk.<br>Shadows flap from the ancient myth.<br>The wine is pressed, benign silence<br>fraught with the whispered reply to murkier questions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here and there a cross on a barren hill.<br>In the red woods a flock loses itself.<br>The cloud wanders into the pond’s mirror.<br>A peasant’s stormless gesture is put to rest.<br>Below one’s breath the evening wings of grief stir<br>the dry reeds of our rooftop, the black earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before long the stars will nestle in his weary brow.<br>In the chilled room a mute humility turns back<br>and angels tread softly from the blue<br>eyes of lovers, that more gentle ache.<br>Reeds hiss. A bone-ridden horror dawns.<br>Black dew drips from the shaven fields.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Translated by Eric Plattner<br>……………………………………………………………………</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Der Herbst des Einsamen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Der dunkle Herbst kehrt ein voll Frucht und Fülle,<br>Vergilbter Glanz von schönen Sommertagen.<br>Ein reines Blau tritt aus verfallener Hülle;<br>Der Flug der Vögel tönt von alten Sagen.<br>Gekeltert ist der Wein, die milde Stille<br>Erfüllt von leiser Antwort dunkler Fragen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Und hier und dort ein Kreuz auf ödem Hügel;<br>Im roten Wald verliert sich eine Herde.<br>Die Wolke wandert übern Weiherspiegel;<br>Es ruht des Landmanns ruhige Geberde.<br>Sehr leise rührt des Abends blauer Flügel<br>Ein Dach von dürrem Stroh, die schwarze Erde.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bald nisten Sterne in des Müden Brauen;<br>In kühle Stuben kehrt ein still Bescheiden<br>Und Engel treten leise aus den blauen<br>Augen der Liebenden, die sanfter leiden.<br>Es rauscht das Rohr; anfällt ein knöchern Grauen,<br>Wenn schwarz der Tau tropft von den kahlen Weiden.</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=395783" data-title="The Fall of the Deserted de Georg Trakl" data-description="The Fall of the Deserted The dark fall swells with fruit and abundance, the yellowed glare of garish summer days. A pure blueness steps from the ruined husk. Shadows flap from the ancient myth. The wine is pressed, benign silence fraught with the..."></div> </div> </div>
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