{"id":175989,"date":"2021-01-18T12:00:26","date_gmt":"2021-01-18T12:00:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=175989"},"modified":"2021-01-07T07:56:21","modified_gmt":"2021-01-07T07:56:21","slug":"from-the-ninth-elegy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2021\/01\/from-the-ninth-elegy\/","title":{"rendered":"From \u201cThe Ninth Elegy\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Why, if it could begin as laurel, and be spent so,<br \/>\nthis space of Being, a little darker than all<br \/>\nthe surrounding green, with little waves at the edge<br \/>\nof every leaf (like a breeze\u2019s smile)\u2014: why then<br \/>\nhave to be human \u2014 and shunning destiny<br \/>\nlong for destiny?\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Oh, not because happiness exists,<br \/>\nthat over-hasty profit from imminent loss,<br \/>\nnot out of curiosity, or to practice the heart,<br \/>\nwhich could exist in the laurel\u2026<br \/>\nBut because being here is much, and because all<br \/>\nthat\u2019s here seems to need us, the ephemeral, that<br \/>\nstrangely concerns us. We: the most ephemeral. Once,<br \/>\nfor each thing, only once. Once, and no more. And we too,<br \/>\nonce. Never again. But this<br \/>\nonce, to have been, though only once,<br \/>\nto have been an earthly thing \u2014 seems irrevocable.<\/p>\n<p>[\u2026]<\/p>\n<p>Earth, is it not this that you want: to rise<br \/>\ninvisibly in us? \u2014 Is that not your dream,<br \/>\nto be invisible, one day? \u2014 Earth! Invisible!<br \/>\nWhat is your urgent command if not transformation?<br \/>\nEarth, beloved, I will. O, believe me, you need<br \/>\nno more Spring-times to win me: only one,<br \/>\nah, one, is already more than my blood can stand.<br \/>\nNamelessly, I have been truly yours, from the first.<br \/>\nYou were always right, and your most sacred inspiration<br \/>\nis that familiar Death.<br \/>\nSee I live. On what? Neither childhood nor future<br \/>\ngrows less\u2026 Excess of being<br \/>\nwells up in my heart.<\/p>\n<p>____________________________________________________<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px;\"><em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Rainer_Maria_Rilke_1900.jpeg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-175990 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/Rainer_Maria_Rilke_1900-e1609129169955.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"160\" \/><\/a><\/em><em>Ren\u00e9 Karl Wilhelm Johann Josef Maria Rilke, better known as Rainer Maria Rilke, was a Bohemian-Austrian poet and novelist considered the greatest lyric poet of modern Germany. Born in Prague on Dec. 4, 1875, he grew up in a middle-class milieu he called &#8220;petit bourgeois,&#8221; of which he later felt ashamed; <\/em><em>died on Dec. 29, 1926. Rilke is widely recognized as one of the most lyrically intense German-language poets. His work is marked by a mystical sense of God and death. He wrote both verse and highly lyrical prose.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Why, if it could begin as laurel, and be spent so,<br \/>\nthis space of Being, a little darker than all<br \/>\nthe surrounding green, with little waves at the edge<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":175990,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[868],"class_list":["post-175989","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-format","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175989","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=175989"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/175989\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/175990"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=175989"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=175989"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=175989"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}