"You who never arrived..." is my favorite as well. It overwhelms me sometimes - I wish I were a German speaker, as I feel sure that I'm missing a great deal. I'm not as familiar (though I'm feeling more and more as though I should be) with RMR's biography, though. Care to expand on what was happening in his life around that time? And don't worry about that next camp activity. Take it from a former head counselor, we can usually find you a bunk in the nurse's station where you can fake sick. Make sure you bring lots of paper and a fully sharpened pencil so that you can request all of the books that you mistakenly left off of your summer reading list. Regards, Cecilia. (I'll get right on locating that biography of Rilke. Thanks for the recommendations.) --- On Thu, 21 Oct 1999 09:44:28 citycabn wrote ...And speaking of passages, I visited your site, and :>encountered one of my all-time favorite Rilke poems, one that I would and do >read or remember late at night, the one that almost breaks one's heart as >one recalls Rilke's personal life: "You who never arrived..." > ...This is beginning to get to a >Hapworth-like length and I'd better stop before the whistle is blown for >another camp activity. > >Happy reading! > >regards, >Bruce --== Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ ==-- Share what you know. Learn what you don't.