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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395796" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Angela (2nd Version)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A lonely destiny in abandoned rooms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A soft insanity gropes on wallpapers,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On windows, reddish beds of geraniums,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Daffodils also and more chaste in wasting away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As alabaster which gleams in the garden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In blue veils India 's mornings smile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their sweet incense scares away the stranger's worries,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleepless night by the pond because of Angela.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His pain rests hidden in an empty mask,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thoughts which steal away blackly in the darkness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The thrushes laugh all around from soft throats. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>2</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the crossway surrounded by spiky grass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mowers crouch tiredly and drunk with poppy,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky has sunk very heavy on them,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The milk and desolation of long midday bells.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sometimes crows flutter up in the rye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With fruit and horrors the hot earth grows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In golden brilliance, o childish gesture</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of lust and its hyacinthine silence,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When bread and wine nurtured by the flesh of the earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Show Sebastian in dream their spirituality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angela's spirit belongs to gentle clouds. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>3</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fruits which round red in branches,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The angel's lips which show her sweetness,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like nymphs who bend over springs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In restful viewing for long hours,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The green-gold, long hours of the afternoon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">However, sometimes the spirit returns to fight and game.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In golden clouds a battle melee of flies</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Surges over putrefaction and abscesses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A demon ponders thunderstorms in the sultriness,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the grave's shadow of sad cypresses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the first lightning falls from black flues. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>4</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The willow-copses' whisper in the evening;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A rain resounds in flute sounds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Motionless birds hang in the evening!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here Angela's rest in the dim branches;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poet is this beauty's priest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Painful pondering in the dark coolness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Balmy puddles scent with poppy and incense</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By the edge of the forest and gloom's shadow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Angela's joy and the games of the stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night embraces the languishing of lovers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The edge of the forest and gloom's shadow.</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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A lonely destiny in abandoned rooms.

A soft insanity gropes on wallpapers,

On windows, reddish beds of geraniums,

Daffodils also and more chaste in wasting away

As alabaster which gleams in the garden.

In blue veils India 's mornings sm..."></div>
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