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Vivian Smith
Poems After Paul Celan
Ich bin allein
Poems After Paul Celan
Ich bin allein
Poems After Paul Celan
Ich bin allein
I am alone, I put the ash flowerin the glass full of ripe blackness. Sister mouth
you speak a word that lives on outside the windows,
and what I dreamed climbs up me silently.
I stand in the bloom of the withered hour
and save up a drop of resin for a late bird:
it carries a flake of snow on a life-red feather;
the grain of ice in its beak, it will get through the summer.
© 1995, Vivian Smith
From: New Selected Poems
Publisher: Angus & Robertson, Sydney
From: New Selected Poems
Publisher: Angus & Robertson, Sydney
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Poems After Paul Celan
Ich bin allein
I am alone, I put the ash flowerin the glass full of ripe blackness. Sister mouth
you speak a word that lives on outside the windows,
and what I dreamed climbs up me silently.
I stand in the bloom of the withered hour
and save up a drop of resin for a late bird:
it carries a flake of snow on a life-red feather;
the grain of ice in its beak, it will get through the summer.
From: New Selected Poems
Poems After Paul Celan
Ich bin allein
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