Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
Meaning of the quote
The quote suggests that nature is bursting with life and energy, as if the flowers and plants were shouting with vibrant colors rather than making sounds. The poet imagines that if the flowers could speak, their voices would fill the night with a powerful, startling noise that would reach deep into the heart of the darkness.
About Rainer Maria Rilke
Rainer Maria Rilke was an acclaimed Austrian poet and novelist known for his expressive and mystical writings in German. He traveled extensively throughout Europe and is best known for his poetry collections Duino Elegies and Sonnets to Orpheus, as well as his semi-autobiographical novel The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge.
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