clarity on two mountains:
the mountain of animals
the mountain of gods.
But between them the dusky
valley of men.
When
sometimes, one of them
looks up
he is gripped
by foreboding
by unquenchable longings, he
who knows
he knows not, longing
for them who know not
they know not
and for them who know that they know.
1903
(from Some Poems, translated by Anselm Hollo, Scorpion Press, 1962)
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