26 October 2014

October road trip part 2

Suddenly, we have crossed the Alps and are in Italy. Always, always, such a sudden sense of recognition, ah yes, this is what it is like.








Duino

Rilke stood here and looked out over the horizon, after he wrote this:


Look: the trees exist; the houses
we dwell in stand there stalwartly.
Only we
pass by it all, like a rush of air.
And everything conspires to keep quiet
about us,
half out of shame perhaps, half out of
some secret hope.

1 comment:

nan said...

Thank you for sharing these photos -- and the information about Rilke... love his writing and this piece is especially beautiful.