Something saintly for this weekend. I’m no Rilke expert, having put more focus on American poetry. I’ve been reading poetry for more than three decades, and the more I read, the more there is to read, not just the poems that have already been written, but, poets keep writing poems: go hunting for a good one this weekend. You’ll find multitudes from which to choose. This one is from *my* book, New Poems [1908]: The Other Part, by Rilke, and translated by Edward Snow.

from Saint George / by Rainer Maria Rilke

Alongside his battle
stood, the way towers stand, her prayer.