read Rilke's Autumn Day by a great Austrian actor Oskar Werner
Lord's time. Great was the scorching heat.
Lay the shade on the sundial, the free
wind over the plain.
Fa 'to be filled with the fruit still extreme;
grant one more day of warmth,
the fruit matures, and squeeze the last
in serious wine flavor.
Who has no house now, it will not.
anyone who is just long, just have to stay.
light vigils, and long sheets
write, and uncertain return on the streets where the air
floating leaves.
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