Thursday, May 30, 2013


I experience a problem of conscience every time I pass by a beggar without giving him or her something. I’ve shared this personal phenomenon with you, here in my blog, before.
by Charlie Leck

Let me share my Rilke reading* for today. It is very brief. It is called Beggars

“The shapeless heaps turn out to be beggars.
  They reveal themselves as you pass by.
  They are selling the nothing
   their hands hold out.”

*from Rilke’s New Poems
as published in A Year with Rilke
translated and edited by Joanna Macy & Anita Barrows

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