Poem: Already the Ripening Barberries Are Red (Spoken Poetry)

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Meryl Streep - Pop

Poem: Already the Ripening Barberries Are Red (Spoken Poetry)

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Already the ripening barberries are red And the old asters hardly breathe in their beds Those who are not rich now as summer goes Will wait and wait and never be himself Those who cannot quietly close their eyes Certain that there is vision after vision inside Simply waiting until nighttime To rise all around him in the darkness- It's all over for them, they're old folks Nothing else will comе; no more days will open And evеrything that does happen will cheat them Even you, my God. And you are like a stone That draws them daily deeper into the depths

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Writers
  • Rainer Maria Rilke