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December 14, 2019

Full-blossoming moon! Here in thy light
Like flowing gold the ocean gleams;
As limpid as day, yet dimly bewitched,
Reposing across the expanse of the strand;
And in the bright blue, starless heavens
Hover the clouds of white,
Like colossal god-tableaus
Of luminous marb...

November 25, 2019

On the seashores of endless worlds, earth's children converge.
The infinite sky is motionless, the restless waters boisterous.
On the seashores of endless worlds earth's children gather to dance with joyous cries and pirouettes.
They build sand castles and play with ho...

August 20, 2019

My sleep grows ever more gentle,

Only my sorrow, like a veil,

Trembles over me.

I hear you often in my dreams,

Standing at my door, calling me –

But no one answers, it seems.

I wake up and weep bitterly.


Death begins to rear his pale head;

You’ll kiss again when I'm long dead...

July 15, 2019

So cover up thy heaven, Zeus,
With cloudy mist!
And like a boy, who chops
The heads from thistles,
Go blast the oaks and mountaintops!
Yet thou must permit me
To keep my world,
And my rude dwelling,
That thou didst not build,
And my warm hearth,
Whose cheerful glow

Only he who truly longs
Knows what grips me!
Alone, the love that belongs
With me has been set free.
I look to the cloudy throngs
Across the deep blue sea:

But ah! the sweet one who yearns
Remains far from me.
It dizzies me and burns
My innards daily.
Only he who trul...

April 1, 2019

Three words hears man of the highest import

Which fly from the mouth of the greatest;

Their sound is lost, the meaning ears abort;

They never console our ailing breast.

The sweetest fruit will forever be lost

So long as we in the mere shadows trust.

As long as he believes th...

March 22, 2019

The great poet Johann Wolfgang (von) Goethe died on this day in 1832.

Der Erlkönig (The Elf King)

Who goes there riding through the night and fog?—

A father and son come journeying along;

He holds him tight as he rides through the storm

He grips him safely, he keeps him wa...

January 7, 2019


There once descended a youth from Athens

Unto a sleepy Corinthian town;

Eager to meet his new family, friends

And bride in waiting of great renown.

They had recently

Both been dearly

Paired, soon by the heavens to be bound.


But will this warm and graceful...

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