hope and a half
panoramic path
tall green grass swaying suggest
deep well desire
a wondering wish
brought forth by a sudden stop
contemplating noise
cool calm autumn comes
converging unrestrained wind
smell summer passage
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ReadWritePoem #42: inspired by another’s poem.
photo: Waves, olpron, flickr
…drawn from an inspiration by….
The Wait, Rainer Maria Rilke
It is life in slow motion,
it’s the heart in reverse,
it’s a hope-and-a-half:
too much and too little at once.
It’s a train that suddenly
stops with no station around,
and we can hear the cricket,
and, leaning out the carriage
door, we vainly contemplate
a wind we feel that stirs
the blooming meadows, the meadows
made imaginary by this stop.
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