Rainer Maria Rilke

Being an artist means: not numbering and counting, but ripening like a tree, which doesn’t force its sap, and stands confidently in the storms of spring, not afraid that afterward summer may not come. It does come. But it comes only to those who are patient, who are there as if eternity lay before them, so unconcernedly silent and vast. I learn it every day of my life, learn it with pain I am grateful for: patience is everything!

From Letters to a Young Poet

Stolen from Keri Smith’s blog Wish Jar.

And while I’m quoting Rilke, I’ll share with you another favourite piece:

Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the
and wander the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.

This is an excerpt from Autumn Day, which I found in Synecdoche, New York; the brilliant film by Charlie Kaufman.

As you can probably tell from the trailer, you should approach this film with caution.  It is not for everybody.


One Response to “Rainer Maria Rilke”

  1. kseverny Says:

    these are great poems and that film trailer.
    CONFUSED. lol

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