Paul Celan (23 November 1920 - 20 April 1970 / (Cernăuţi, Bukovin) Chernivtsi, Ukraine)
Alchemical
Silence, like Gold cooked in
charred
Hands.
Vast, grey,
near as all that is Lost
Sisterly-Shape:
All the Names, all the with-
Burnt up
Names. So much
Ash to be blessed. So much
Land gained
above
the light, so light
Soul-
Rings.
Vast. Grey. Clinker-
less.
You, then.
You with the pale
bitten-out bud,
You in the Wine-Flood.
(Did it not discharge
us too, this Hour?
Good,
Good, that your Word died away here.)
Silence, like Gold cooked, in
charred, charred
Hands.
Fingers, smoke-thin. Like Crowns, Air-Crowns
around – –
Vast. Grey. Track-
less.
Queen-
like.
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powerful images, sharply cut. very well written!