GIRLS ( by Rilke)

Others must travel long paths
to reach the dark poets;
must always ask someone
if he has seen one of them singing
or placing hands on strings.
only girls don’t ask
what bridge leads to images;
only smile, brighter than pearl necklaces
ringing bowls of fine silver.

From their lives every door opens
onto a poet
and onto the world

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