Friedrich Holderlin

(20 March 1770 – 6 June 1843 / Germany)

At The Middle Of Life


The earth hangs down
to the lake, full of yellow
pears and wild roses.
Lovely swans, drunk with
kisses you dip your heads
into the holy, sobering waters.

But when winter comes,
where will I find
the flowers, the sunshine,
the shadows of the earth?
The walls stand
speechless and cold,
the weathervanes
rattle in the wind.

Submitted: Monday, September 13, 2010

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