Celan

YOUR EYES IN THE ARM

the

asunder-burnt,

to go on rocking you, in flying

heart's shadow, to you.

Where?

Lay out the place, locate the word.

Erase. Measure.

Ashen-brightness, ashes-slew-sw-

Allowed.

Gauge, de-measure, displaced, unworded

In two.

ash-

hiccup, your eyes

in the arm,

'vermore.

Fadensonnen

Threadbarren lights

darting over the grey-black irradiated waste.

A tree -

Thought high up

gnomon reaching itself with

songs to be sung beyond

those of men’s.

Threadsuns

hovering above the wasteland grey darkening.

Thought spiralling

A tree

up higher than light shades

still songs to sing beyond

mankind.

Threadbare suns

above the black odium greying.

One tree -

above branches

that reach into Lightening: there is

song to be sung even beyond

human time.

Sunbeams

rushing over the off-white asphalt.

One tree -

high thought

gripping the tone of light itself: there is

Songs still to sing this side

of mankind.

Beaming threads of

Suns over the crepuscular waste.

A tree -

of high thought

in the lightening seizes the tone: to sing

still there is song this side

of mankind.

Paths of suns

overlooking the gush of radiating waste.

A tree -

climbs high

up thought into the shade of light: it is

still songs that need singing this side

of the human.

Lightening paths

above the gushing black wasteland.

A tree-

of high thought

in grips with light the tone itself it is

song to still sing beyond

Mankind.

Fading reed of the sun

through the wasteland grey of the black distance.

a tree

thought to

climb high up the sound of light

to sing still songs to the other side

of mankind.