DUINO ELEGIES STEPHEN MITCHELL PDF

Duino Elegies & The Sonnets to Orpheus A Dual-Language Edition Written by Rainer Maria Rilke Translated by Stephen Mitchell. Duino Elegies & The Sonnets . Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke. Shambhala Publications, Inc., Translated by Stephen Mitchell. The First Elegy Who, if I cried out, would hear me . The Ninth Duino Elegy. —Rainer Maria Rilke Why, if this interval of being can be Superabundant being wells up in my heart. (Translated by Stephen Mitchell).

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Aug 14, Max rated it it was amazing Shelves: I wouldn’t have like them if it wasn’t for the fact that they are not like Sunday psalms but heartfelt manifestations of existential doubts and human suffering. Yesterday our campus bookstore had a sale and so I went and bought books including this one. Song, as you have taught it, is not desire, not stpehen any grace that can be achieved; song is reality. His two most famous verse sequences are the Sonnets to Orpheus and the Duino Elegies ; his two most famous prose works are the Letters to a Young Poet and the semi-autobiographical The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge.

Duino Elegies and The Sonnets to Orpheus

Mjtchell doubt about it, Rilke has at last found, in Mr. Whom would it not remain for—that longed-after, mildly disillusioning presence, which the solitary heart so painfully meets. He can crystalize beautiful images, trimming the superficial, into just a few words. And being dead is hard work and full of retrieval before one can gradually feel a trace of eternity. May 25, Debbie Hu rated it it was amazing.

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Duino Elegies and the Sonnets to Orpheus

We know what is really out there only from the animal’s gaze; for we take the very young child and force it around, so that it sees objects-not the Open, which is so deep in the animals’ faces. Not really my style of poetry. Creatures of stillness crowded from the bright unbound forest, out of their lairs and nests; and it was not from any dullness, not from fear, that they were so quiet in themselves, but from just listening. What an unforgettable, sober and acute articulation of our human predicament … There are many felicities and moving stanzas in the other elegies as well.

Stephen Mitchell has also translated every other book of Rilke’s that I’ve read. I have always enjoyed the poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke, though I only read him in translation, especially the marvelous translations of Stephen Mitchell.

The fact that the original version is there allows us to get the feeling of Rilke’s musicality and rhythm Rilke is most inspired when he is most concise. For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure.

For these final poems to the Angel and to Orpheus, Lorca’s poem “Abajo” might serve as the best commentary: I dragged these Elegies elegirs me for a long time, never really warming to them. But because truly being here is so much; because everything here apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way keeps calling to us.

Duino Elegies, 1st & 2nd, Rainer Maria Rilke

Simple, for a god. From early on in life we wrap ourselves in inadequate intellectual I dragged these Elegies with me for a long time, never really warming to them. Contents The Third Elegy. Return to Book Mktchell. Sorry, your blog cannot share posts by email. Only we are weighed down by desire, caught in ourselves and enthralled with our heaviness.

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Purchase at Barnes and Noble. Not angels, not humans, and already the knowing animals are aware That we are not really at home in our interpreted world.

So I would recommend people to start with these sonnets first, and then tackle the elegies, a challenge in verse.

Oh believe me, you no longer need your springtimes to win me over-one of them, ah, even one, is already too much for my blood. It is a cruel norm established by one merciless being: For there is no place where we can remain.

What feeds upon your face grows mighty from the nourishment thus offered. Responsive Theme powered by WordPress. An undisputed masterpiece by one of the greatest modern poets, translated here by a master of translation. The Tenth Elegy remains a riddle to me.

Yet even in that silence a new beginning, beckoning, change appeared. Wir ordnens wieder und zerfallen selbst. Some cause him to think deeply Others drive him into hiding Some inspire a triumphant cheer And others he just fucking hates Finally, some mitche,l so shocking that he can’t even sleep Who’s turned us around like this, so eleiges whatever we do, we always have the look of someone going away?

I can’t comment on the translation of these poems since this is the only time I’ve read them.