Poet Rilke’s things are all your own things waiting for their work and patiently as if you were thinking sculptor in a garden and talking to daughter,who brought a snail for inspection.
Daughter has snail in hand smooth as surface of Greek masterpieces. Words are loose things lying about awaiting an order patiently at night while you were sleeping on pillow.
Words are things as in the girl’s hand. They are smooth on the underside like the Greek sculptor’s patience and smoothness of Rilke’s thinking ,an elegy or a sonnet , as if a thing frozen in thinking and staying put.
(Thinking sculptor is Rodin with whom Rilke had a close relationship)