absolutely beautiful. And I am assuming that is you smiling in the picture. A lovely picture.
Yes, it's me in the photo with my beloved.Speaking of my beloved, he read this post this evening and had a different interpretation of the poem. I've always thought that Rilke was writing about the way in which the love for a specific person gives you a (however fleeting) love for humanity, life, etc ("world"). You see a glimpse of that expansive love in your particular experience of love, and this expansive love is what the writer experiences in the last stanza when "I myself ran over". Charles, on the other hand, thought that that Rilke was writing about the question of whether or not to love; when one encounters a person and must decide whether to engage further. Thus, in the last stanza, the writer did involve himself, but found it was too much.
Lovely poem. I have just rediscovered Rilke's poetry, though most of it has been his Book of Hours. After reading this selection, I will need to expand my collection.
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