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March 5,2009

Please

Georg Trakl (1887-1914)
trs. Jim Doss and Werner Schmitt


Send your flames to the spirit, when it endures,
Imprisoned lies in black midnight,
Until once it piously offers itself
For the world, for that he owes the deepest pain.
Love, that flames up in the heart
Like a light and endures a soft shape,
So that death breaks this vessel;
Murdered lamb whose blood absolves the world.



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Bitte
Georg Trakl (1887-1914)


Dem Geist schick' deine Flammen, so er duldet,
Gefangen liegt in schwarzer Nacht,
Bis einst er fromm sich dargebracht
Der Welt, der er der Schmerzen tiefsten schuldet;
Die Liebe, die gleich einem Licht
Entbrennt im Herzen und ein Sanftes duldet,
Daß dies Gefäß der Tod zerbricht;
Gemordet Lamm, des Blut die Welt entschuldet.

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註: Heidegger 引用 Trakl 的詩來說明，精神是「火燄」。
Posted by Island at March 6,2009 00:11
Sister's Garden

It's already cool, it's already late,
It's already autumn
In sister's garden, silent and still;
Her step has turned white.
A blackbird call lost and late,
It's already autumn
In sister's garden, silent and still;
An angel became.

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Sister's Garden

In sister's garden silent and still
A blue a red from flowers late
Her step has turned white.
A blackbird call lost and late ,
In sister's garden silent and still;
An angel became.
Posted by another reader of Georg Trakl at March 8,2009 00:35


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