Georg Trakl

Georg Trakl

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

Whispered Into Afternoon

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Sun of autumn, thin and
And fruit drops off the trees,
Blue silence fills the
Of a tardy afternoon’s sky
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Grodek

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At evening the autumn woodlands
With deadly weapons
Over the golden
And lakes of blue, the
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Rondeau

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Gone and passed is the gold of day,
And the evening’s brown and blue:
Silenced the shepherd’s tender
And the evening’s brown and
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Helian

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In the spirit’s solitary
It is lovely to walk in the
Along the yellow walls of summer
Quietly whisper the steps in the grass; yet always
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Kaspar Hausers Song

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He truly loved the purple sun, descending from the hills,
The ways through the woods, the singing
And the joys of green
Sombre was his dwelling in the shadows of the
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In The East

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Like the wild organs of the winter
Is the people gloomy rage,
The purple billow of
Of stars leaf-stripped
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Psalm

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It is a light, that the wind has extinguished
It is a pub on the heath, that a drunk departs in the afternoon
It is a vineyard, charred and black with holes full of spiders
It is a space, that they have white-limed with milk
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