Little Night: when you
take me within, within,
up there,
three Pain-Inches above
the Floor:
all the Shroud-Coats of Sand,
all the Help-Nots,
all, that still
laughs
with the Tongue -
sorry.. here is my comment in English: it is amazing how Celan manages to weave POETRY with the simplest words
è stupefacente il modo in cui Celan riesce a intessere POESIA con le più semplici parole
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice poem. Loved it.