Paul Celan Translation: O, Little Root Of A Dream Poem by Michael Burch

O, Little Root of a Dream
by Paul Celan
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

O, little root of a dream
you enmire me here;
I'm undermined by blood―
made invisible,
death's possession.

Touch the curve of my face,
that there may yet be an earthly language of ardor,
that someone else's eyes
may somehow still see me,
though I'm blind,

here where you
deny me voice.

Paul Celan (1920-1970) was a Romanian Jew who wrote poems in German. He survived the Holocaust, despite the loss of his mother and father, to become one of the major German-language poets of the post-World War II era. His parents' deaths and the horrors of the Holocaust have been called the 'defining forces' in Celan's poetry.

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