Hardly Moving, A Photograph

“I don’t want to stand before you
like a thing, shrewd, secretive.
I want my own will, and I want
simply to be with my will,
as it goes toward action.
And in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times,
when something is coming near,
I want to be with those who know
secret things or else alone.
I want to unfold.
I don’t want to be folded anywhere,
because where I am folded,
there I am a lie.” 
– Rainer Maria Rilke

Garden Secret, Jennifer Allison
Garden Secret, Jennifer Allison

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Hardly Moving, A Photograph

  1. Waywardspirit April 11, 2013 / 7:24 pm

    Thanks for Rilke!
    Thanks for a sip of aged wine and a clink of gasses.

  2. António DL October 26, 2014 / 2:30 pm

    The poem is beautiful and true, in relation to my own experience, and true to Rilke’s experience, if we think of his Letters to a Young Poet.

    The line I found more connected to the (statue in the) photo was this one:
    “(…) a thing, shrewd, secretive.”

    • One Street Shy October 26, 2014 / 9:19 pm

      Thank you. It has also been my experience as well. So we are alike.

      The lines I found connected to my photograph was this:
      “And in the silent, sometimes hardly moving times,
      when something is coming near,
      I want to be with those who know
      secret things or else alone”.

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