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The best to me is one in which the object to which the observer feels kinship is not natural but a weathered Buddha statue. Thirteen of its fourteen lines are perfect, but then Hesse ruins the effect by restating the obvious in the last line: “Bild allen Wandels in der ewigen Einheit.” He’d made that point effectively and did not need to spell it out.
Then something happens in the final poems: the form loosens while the diction tightens. Two of these appear in more than one version, and a comparison of the first draft and the revision of one of them, “Einst vor tausend Jahren,” demonstrates what Hesse was capable of.
Overall, these poems remind me more of Hesse’s watercolors than the best of his prose. They seem the fruit of hours of relaxation, contemplating the beauty surrounding him in his refuge above Lake Lugano. I don’t begrudge him those hours. ( )