The First Elegy For who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels and archangels? And even if one of them did suddenly crush me against his heart, I would dissolve, undone by his more strongly grounded being. For the beautiful is nothing other than the onset of what is terrifying, something we just barely withstand and we're stuck with wonder at how calmly it disdains to destroy us. Every one of the angels is terrifying.

Last night I read the first two #Duino #Elegies in @alfredcorn.bsky.social's translation and I'm in heaven, amazed.

Anybody have a favorite English #translation of #Duino #Elegies by #Rilke that they want to argue in favor of? The only 3 I have looked at are: Sackville-West (looks promising), Snow (looks promising), Mitchell (looks clunky).

Here’s what’s making us happy this week. Spooky season is upon us again. (At least if you’re in the Northeast corridor.) So this week, Lit Hubbers enjoyed autumnal fare. I’m talking leaf-peeping, and freaky Fridays. We’ve got reflection and hibernation on the brain. Whether that means hunkering

Here’s what’s making us happy this week. Spooky season is upon us again. (At least if you’re in the Northeast corridor.) So this week, Lit Hubbers enjoyed autumnal fare. I’m talking leaf-peeping, and freaky Fridays. We’ve got reflection and hibernation on the brain. Whether that means hunkering

I told my teacher, “I am NOT a poet.”
Then Rilke whispered through me.

Now I hold the proof of Elegies to a Dark Goddess—
a compact poetic memoir of grief, creativity & the Divine Feminine.

Coming soon from IW Press + Ignite Your Magic Media.

#Elegies #Poetry #DivineFeminine

I bet someone punched Theognis' face. And if they didn't, they should have.

#BookSky ##classicalliterature #elegies #theognis

The nest is empty — such relief! But #traces of the old chaos still surprise them at odd moments. Nerf darts buried in the garden. A tiny sock at the bottom of a drawer. Finger paint portraits and gold star report cards. #Elegies to childhood, kept safe, for when the baby birds return home. #vss365

in the end
a stillness comes to visit
and you fold inwards, numb

you exist
without living

a river stone, dulled
unable to shine
without the waters touch,
bruised #elegies
of what might have been,
the tender emptiness
of unmarked graves

when you forget how it feels
to be loved

#vss365

I lament failed tries
at elegant #elegies--
Dead on arrival.

#vss365 #Elegy #HaikuChallenge #Writing #Poetry #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #MicroPoetry #Poems #Humor #Humour #LightVerse

York stared at the brand, adjusted his robes, and said, “There is only one who holds such authority, and that is the pope, by scripture.” Lania’s visage darkened, but Trey asked her as well. She replied, “Bishop York is correct, as stated in the #elegies of the faithful.” #vss365

I've
done a few #elegies
for
those
that have
died
never easy
alas poor Brutus
doesn't appear
verbatim
in any of Shakespeare's
plays but
the sentiment
is rights
sorry
I've got
eulogies
and elegies
mixed up
an elegy
is a poem
expressing
sorrow
for someone
who has died
yes
I did one
for..
#vss365

They lower you down
Recite all the #Elegies
For the world is dead
#haiku #vss365

Sometimes it seems my life has become a series of #elegies. Poignant memorials for people I've met who are no longer with us. I've done my best to polish my singing and playing skills to give them all the tributes they deserve.
It's the least I can do; I'm the reason they're no longer here.

#vss365

in another life
we browse dusty tomes
awash with #vellichor
giddy and smitten
exchanging secret looks
across the aisles

instead i write #elegies
lachrymose and yearning
of all the things that died
when the dreams are severed

#vss365
#poetry

He had a #journal full of #elegies, but he never really lived. He had thought of #changing, but the world scared him, so he grabbed pen and paper and let the words do it for him.

#vss365 #vssdaily #BookishTues #amwriting

He trawled her #journal, stunned by what he found. Dozens - maybe hundreds - of beautiful, mournful #elegies for her dear, departed husband.
His hands trembled as he returned the book to its hiding place.
Why?
Why was his wife writing these poems when he was still alive?

#vssdaily #vss365

White flowers

Rest in peace, Bill Finn 🌱 it's been 20 years since I studied with you, but your gruffness continues to guide me #elegies #music

ESSEX by ARTHUR SHEARLY CRIPPS
🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱
'Some Essex Verses', 1930
(1869-1952)
#poemsaboutEssex
#elegies
#searching
#Essexpoetry
#Harlowcircleofpoetry
(Image by Simon Godfrey)
allpoetry.com/poem/8602801...

epitaphia – Zenrinji Posts about epitaphia written by Calmgrove

#Elegies Written for a Country Churchyard: series of mock #epitaphs in verse for those judged "late of this parish".
zenrinji.wordpress.com/tag/epitaphia/