Poems After Paul Celan
In Praise of Distance

Poems After Paul Celan
In Praise of Distance

Poems After Paul Celan
In Praise of Distance

In the spring of your eyes
live the nets of the fishermen of the mad sea.
In the spring of your eyes
the sea keeps its promises.

Here I, a heart
that has dwelt among humans,
cast off my clothes and the lustre of an oath:

blacker in black, I am more naked.
Only now disloyal am I faithful.
I am you when I am I

in the spring of your eyes
I drift and dream of plunder.

A net catches a net
we part embracing.

In the spring of your eyes
a hanged man strangles the rope.