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Rainer Maria Rilke - Parting
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How I have felt that thing that`s called `to part`,
and feel it still: a dark, invincible,
cruel something by which what was joined so well
is once more shown, held out, and torn apart.

In what defenceless gaze at that I`ve stood,
which, as it, calling to me, let me go,
stayed there, as though it were all womanhood,
yet small and white and nothing more than, oh,

waving, now already unrelated
to me, a sight, continuing wave,—scarce now
explainable: perhaps a plum-tree bough
some perching cuckoo`s hastily vacated.


Translated by J.B. Leishman
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