- Donley, Carol
- Date of entry: May-23-1996
This sad poem, in the dwarf’s voice, describes the pain of having "crooked blood" and hands that "hop around sluggishly / like toads after a rain." The dwarf wonders why God doesn’t just throw him out on the dump because his body is so distorted and worn out.
Selected Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke
Harper & Row: Perennial