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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535563" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Der Einfall, Remaining Light In Duino</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Beginning with two lines from Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke]</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'You that fall with the <br>thud only fruits know, unripe, '<br>here wait to be shaken.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here we carry, or ought to, driven so much past<br>bitter root, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sugar, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">not for selves but for the gods to sweeten their too <br>objective palates</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(at least they have tongues/mouths, <br>we know they have teeth) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to open them into our subjectivity which, secret told, is<br>what they crave, our realist sufferings, such are sweet<br>to them, makes them, too, more solid -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what they seek - solidity beyond our capacities to reify <br>but for Imagination which conducts/births them into material<br>being.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our extreme suffering compensates for, gravitates their <br>too refined coldness toward heat. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They, like scattered flour, having no leaven, <br>dream/desire us-the-leaven; they seek/swell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">into what we have, what we bring, we, the most baked, <br>to be torn into, eaten, too, for yearning gods' sake.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They come/fall compelled to colors, palettes, ours, upon<br>worn pallets, these acrobats, as yet enfleshed lovers in <br>not yet felt world and literal sense, they</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do balance, risk, stumble, break, stutter/cry utter such<br>further dimension into</div><div style="margin:10px 0">desire's bodies' breath, ashes, <br>importantly, always just arriving </div><div style="margin:10px 0">forgetting the arguing seed's <br>previous vertical discontentment.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>2</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Such skies already known </div><div style="margin:10px 0">limb by limb escape </div><div style="margin:10px 0">slowly their shaping. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They suspend, extend then </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into their felt fall, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">hard land into waking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What uses for tears there </div><div style="margin:10px 0">are gather there from </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the eye, pours upon the </div><div style="margin:10px 0">cheek from which miscreant </div><div style="margin:10px 0">tongues may most drink.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>3</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Think again upon these things which go about</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in darkness and stumble against us begging no </div><div style="margin:10px 0">pardon, intent still on passage, confused for words </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or Ibn Arabi's 'Black Light' no light at all or </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thing but a gnossis found, or given. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gnossis, most striven for, in minutest motes, is.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>All this to say, Ready.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darkness. Expand/extend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">further beyond (yet into) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">unsaid street corner, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into inarticulate cathedral, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into unutterable mosque, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into wholly other loci</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dependent upon uninhabited</div><div style="margin:10px 0">blue field, crust, what</div><div style="margin:10px 0">passes for, or has, Light, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just overtones 'beyond the fiddle.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>4</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Now here must stop </div><div style="margin:10px 0">in what is remaining light to cook</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>must bend to the purple cabbage at hand, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the courage of the knife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the helpful drive of hunger, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>marvel yet again, it's faceted pattern when </div><div style="margin:10px 0">halved, same as the onion, the leek</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Such facets in me too reveal when</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dare to be loved in two</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">**The quote in the poem is from the Duino Elegies</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q>
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'You that fall with the 
thud only fruits know, unripe, '
here wait to be shaken.

Here we carry, or ought to, driven so much past
bitter root, 

sugar, 

not for selves but f..."></div>
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