AUTUMNAL 1 (In Memory of Rainer Maria Rilke)

November 17, 2007 at 7:54pm (Poetry)

“O lost, and by the wind grieved, Ghost, come back again.” Thomas Wolfe

These leaves,
they all fall down;

are falling down
with the sound of falling leaves
they fall, silent, to the ground.

And all are falling;
this hand, too, it falls:
it falls upon the page.
        upon the word.
                upon the stone.
                        upon the leaf.
                                upon the door.

It falls;
and having fallen,

falls no more.

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