Posts Tagged: Every Angel’s Terrifying
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Rilke – Duino Elegies
And if I cried, who’d listen to me in those angelic orders? Even if one of them suddenly held me to his heart, I’d vanish in his overwhelming presence. Because beauty’s nothing but the start of terror we can hardly
/ poetry
Rilke – Duino Elegies
And if I cried, who’d listen to me in those angelic orders? Even if one of them suddenly held me to his heart, I’d vanish in his overwhelming presence. Because beauty’s nothing but the start of terror we can hardly
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