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

Without You

My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Not to lie down asleep in your hair.

I lie alone in a silent house,
The hanging lamp darkened,
And gently stretch out my hands
To gather in yours,
And softly press my warm mouth
Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-
Then suddenly I'm awake
And all around me the cold night grows still.
The star in the window shines clearly-
Where is your blond hair,
Where your sweet mouth?

Now I drink pain in every delight
And poison in every wine;
I never knew it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Alone, without you.


Translated by James Wright

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Comments (5)

A beautiful love poem, well articulated and nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. Very heartfelt with strong emotions.
...............this write captures the feeling of being alone....
Very interesting! And deeply moved. I really want to fall in love with such a gorgeous girl like this.
a poem of deep yearning, when one is at the fagend of life, trying to gather some happy moments.a very good write.
I knew why I loved this man, and his poetry just confirms it. A master of poetry in emotion imo, Tai