Letters to a Young Poet by Rainier Maria Rilke

I wish I had this book when I was in my teens.  Thing is, there’s no way I’d have appreciated it in my teens.  Funny how that works.

Rilke has been on my radar for less than 48 hours, and already I am left gobsmacked by what he has to say.  The letters in this book are essentially a guide on how to live life as an artist, without getting in your own way by overthinking it, as artists are prone to do.  There is wisdom here worthy of the ancient masters.  It’s both simple and complex at the same time, as true wisdom tends to be.  Even in the prose, there is poetry.  It’s personal, and as such it strikes true.

I have much to think about now, and I’m not certain how to express any of it.  There are a great many levels to this that I can apply directly to so many areas of my life right at this moment that it’s unreal.  But perhaps more importantly, the letters here provide an insight into the mind of the man himself, which I can apply to the poetry and gain even more insight.

5 stars