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Paul Celan

Your hair waves once more when I weep. With the blue of your eyes you lay the table of love: a bed between summer and autumn. We drink what somebody brewed neither I nor you nor a third; we lap up some empty and last thing. We watch ourselves in the deep sea’s mirrors and… Continue reading Paul Celan

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Paul Celan

Corona Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk: then time returns to the shell. In the mirror it’s Sunday, in dream there is room for sleeping, our mouths speak the truth. My eye moves down to the sex of… Continue reading Paul Celan

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Paul Celan

There will be something, later, that brims full with you and lifts up toward a mouth Out of a shardstrewn craze I stand up and look upon my hand, how it draws the one and only circle.” —  Paul Celan, “Es wird etwas sein,” or “The One and Only Circle.” Trans. John Felstiner. American Poetry… Continue reading Paul Celan

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