«1 Let this air here be a witness / to his distant, pounding heart / out in the trenches — all-seeing, hungry air: / ocean without a window, matter. Those stars — how inquisitive / their looks at all times — but why inquire / into the downfall of the judge and witness, / into an o...»
«The grapes in the royal garden have rusted; / the concubine, waiting, sleeps by the wall. / Veins of Palestine, heavy with sap, / in you flows the ancient sadness of Saul. Like a five-day-old wound his mouth crusts over: / thick is the blood with its term at hand. / How long it has been s...»
«Tousle-haired star / hurrying into nothing / out of a crazy nowhere, / a lone sheep among the starry horde, / into those golden flocks rushing / like jealousy you overwhelm me, / star of the ancients, shaggy star!»
«Soul, scorning all measure / Singer of heresy, martyr / longing for the whip’s lashing. / Soul, you greet your assassin / like a butterfly fresh from its chrysalis, / nor can you brook this offense: / that wizards are not still burnt. / Smoking under your hair shirt / like a resina...»