Hermann Hesse

(2 July 1877 – 9 August 1962 / Calw, Württemberg)

The Poet Poem by Hermann Hesse


Only on me, the lonely one,
The unending stars of the night shine,
The stone fountain whispers its magic song,
To me alone, to me the lonely one
The colorful shadows of the wandering clouds
Move like dreams over the open countryside.
Neither house nor farmland,
Neither forest nor hunting privilege is given to me,
What is mine belongs to no one,
The plunging brook behind the veil of the woods,
The frightening sea,
The bird whir of children at play,
The weeping and singing, lonely in the evening, of a man secretly in love.
The temples of the gods are mine also, and mine
the aristocratic groves of the past.
And no less, the luminous
Vault of heaven in the future is my home:
Often in full flight of longing my soul storms upward,
To gaze on the future of blessed men,
Love, overcoming the law, love from people to people.
I find them all again, nobly transformed:
Farmer, king, tradesman, busy sailors,
Shepherd and gardener, all of them
Gratefully celebrate the festival of the future world.
Only the poet is missing,
The lonely one who looks on,
The bearer of human longing, the pale image
Of whom the future, the fulfillment of the world
Has no further need. Many garlands
Wilt on his grave,
But no one remembers him.


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Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Tuesday, April 29, 2014

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  • Gold Star - 13,881 Points * Sunprincess * (4/29/2014 2:26:00 AM)

    .......amazing lines....poets are the wealthiest of all humans...beautiful poem
    ~What is mine belongs to no one,
    The plunging brook behind the veil of the woods,
    The frightening sea,
    The bird whir of children at play,
    The weeping and singing, lonely in the evening, of a man secretly in love.
    The temples of the gods are mine also, and mine
    the aristocratic groves of the past.
    And no less, the luminous
    Vault of heaven in the future is my home: ~ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mario Li (4/8/2014 10:32:00 AM)

    Where is the content? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bill Noble (9/27/2013 5:58:00 PM)

    Brief but compelling. (Report) Reply

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