“Friedrich Rückert wrote 425 poemsAfter his two youngest childrenDied from scarlet feverWithin sixteen days of each otherIn 1833 and 1834 he could not copeAnd often thought they had gone outFor a while "they'll be home soon"He told himself to tell his wife"They're only taking a long walk"Mahler scored five of those poemsIn 1901 and 1904 for a vocalistAnd an orchestra to break your heartAs soon as I heard the plaintive oboe And the descending movement of the hornAnd the lyric baritone enteringI felt I should not be listeningTo Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau singingKindertotenlieder with the Berlin PhilharmonicMahler's wife was superstitiousAnd thought he was chancing disasterWith Songs on the Death of Children"Now the sun wants to rise so brightlyAs if nothing terrible had happened overnightThat tragedy happened to me alone"Mahler knew he could never have written themAfter his four-year-old daughter diedFrom scarlet fever three years laterHe said he felt sorry for himselfThat he needed to write these songsAnd for the world that would listen to them”

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About Edward Hirsch

American poet and critic

Edward Hirsch is an American poet and critic. He is president of the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation in New York City, and he is known for his books on poetry as well as his work as a poet. He has published nine books of poems, including The Living Fire: New and Selected Poems, which gathers thirty-five years of work, and Gabriel: A Poem, a book-length elegy for his son. He has also written five prose books about poetry, among them a national bestseller on reading poetry.

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