Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

You Who Never Arrived

By Rainier Maria Rilke

You who never arrived
in my arms, Beloved, who were lost
from the start,
I don’t even know what songs
would please you. I have give up trying
to recognize you in the surging wave of the
next moment.

All the immense
Images in me – the far-off, deeply-felt landscape,
cities, towers, and bridges, and
unsuspected turns in the path,
and those powerful lands that were once
pulsing with the life of the gods-
all rise within me to mean
you, who forever elude me.

You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house-, and you almost
stepped out, pensive, to meet me.
Streets that I chance upon, -
you had just walked down them and vanished.
And sometimes, in a shop, the mirrors
were still dizzy with your presence and, startled,
gave back my too-sudden image.

Who knows?
Perhaps the same bird echoed through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening…

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