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Noch ist nicht aller Tage Abend

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Two storks in a nest, standing very close together, surmounted by a triangular tree and a steep roof, in the dusk.
Photograph: Storks’ nest in Wyk on Föhr, Germany. Christina Egan ©2014.

Noch ist nicht aller Tage Abend

Noch ist nicht aller Tage Abend,
der Sommer noch nicht ausgebrannt,
noch will die Feige Frucht dir tragen,
entfaltet sich dir ohne Fragen
die Erde ohne Riß und Rand.

Noch ist nicht aller Nächte Morgen,
noch paßt der Mond in deine Hand!
Noch ziehen Störche gegen Norden,
noch will der Wildbach überborden…
Noch harrt die Perle dir im Sand.

Christina Egan ©2021

My birthday poem for myself!
Images of ebullient life-force built on
the proverb “It is not the last evening yet”.

See last year’s post Still Here (Still striding)
and a poem written for a 50th birthday,
Eat the World (When you get older)!

A Window will be Thrust Open

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A Window will be Thrust Open

A window will be thrust open
where you forgot there was one,
a glow as of noon will be thrown
over your working hands, over your tired face.

You will look into the mirror
and find upon yourself the gaze of an absent one,
you will look into the eyes of a stranger
and find there your face as if steeped in sunset.

halkett_1938_ohnetitelYou will run down the road
to overtake your shadow,
you will push through all your doubts
to hold that hand, to clasp it tight.

Christina Egan ©2003

No title. René Halkett (1938).
Image with kind permission
of Galerie Klaus Spermann.

Text "A Window will be Thrust Open", 1st stanza, typed up in the shape of a window with a ray of sunshine coming in.



Visual poetry: 1st stanza of A Window will be Thrust Open. Christina Egan ©2024 (Text ©2003). (Click on the image to enlarge it).

Offnen Augs

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Offnen Augs

View down a cliff, with trees felled by the elements lying across the path beneath; the water is calm and turquoise.

Dem unverhofften
Verwitterten Warnschild
„Steile Klippen,
Hohe Brandung“
Folgte ich eilends.

Und stand da und schaute
Und wusste: Ich war.
Alles Blaugrüngrau
Saugte ich ein
Offnen Augs.

Christina Egan © 2003

 Couple holding on to a warning sign above the sea (which is calm and bluish).

Brodtener Ufer, near Travemünde on the Baltic Sea. Photographs: Christina Egan © 2014.

The couple are holding on to a sign warning of the cliff; the view downwards proves how dangerous the lower path is, where hikers have indeed got killed.

This is not a poem about Nature alone, though: it could be about life, about love, about faith… The colours of the sea, for instance, could also refer to a pair of eyes. I do not think I had seen such a sign when I wrote the poem!