4 thoughts on “Rilke

  1. a contribution:

    (via SR)

    The joy is when a woman or a poem
    come to you naturally.

    If you force them, they bring you grief.
    All the labor you invest in learning metrics and poetics
    is a waste – if you are not driven to create
    well-wrought poems in pleasing words.

    The learning of a man with no ability to compose
    never comes to life, like the shape of things at night
    in a house without lamps.

    – Appakavi

    (17th century, Telugu)

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