going to the zoo still is fun for the younger kids, but leaves me more unhappy than ever.
his gaze, going past those bars, has got so misted
with tiredness, it can take in nothing more.
he feels as though a thousand bars existed,
and no more world beyond them than before.
the full text of rainer maria rilke’s poem „the panther“ you can find here.
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