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Tova:
Schlußstück
Rainer Maria Rilke

Der Tod ist groß,
Wir sind die Seinen 
lachenden Munds.     
Wenn wir uns mitten im Leben meinen,         
wagt er zu weinen             
mitten in uns.   

Death is immense.
We find ourselves in its
laughing mouth.
When we think ourselves in the midst of life
he dares to cry
in the midst of us.

The translation may be a bit wonky, but it's the best I could work out from various sources.

It's on my mind primarily because it's one of the poems used by Shostakovich for his 14th symphony.

Akima:
赋得江边柳     Poem for the willows by the river

   鱼玄机                        Yu Xuanji

翠色连荒岸，  Jade’s colour joins the river’s barren banks;
烟姿入远楼。  smoky clouds dance themselves into distant mansions.
影铺秋水面，  Reflections spread on the surface of the autumn river;
花落钓人头。  flowers fall on the heads of fishermen.
根老藏鱼窟，  Old roots hide the haunts of fishes;
枝低系客舟。  branches bend to moor visiting boats.
萧萧风雨夜，  The night sighs and sighs with wind and rain,
惊梦复添愁。  and unsettling dreams return more sadness to me.

94ssd:
I love beat writers, my favorite as far as poetry is Gregory Corso

Writ on the Steps of Puerto Rican Harlem

There’s a truth limits man
A truth prevents his going any farther   
The world is changing
The world knows it’s changing
Heavy is the sorrow of the day
The old have the look of doom
The young mistake their fate in that look   
That is truth
But it isn’t all truth

Life has meaning
And I do not know the meaning   
Even when I felt it were meaningless
I hoped and prayed and sought a meaning
It wasn’t all frolic poesy
There were dues to pay   
Summoning Death and God   
I’d a wild dare to tackle Them
Death proved meaningless without Life
Yes the world is changing   
But Death remains the same   
It takes man away from Life   
The only meaning he knows   
And usually it is a sad business   
This Death

I’d an innocence I’d a seriousness
I’d a humor save me from amateur philosophy
I am able to contradict my beliefs   
I am able able
Because I want to know the meaning of everything
Yet sit I like a brokenness   
Moaning: Oh what responsibility   
I put on thee Gregory
Death and God
Hard hard it’s hard

I learned life were no dream
I learned truth deceived
Man is not God   
Life is a century   
Death an instant

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