«In a world where most people / are hunched and sweaty / I know only one person / equal to me in strength. In a world where there is / so much to want / I know only one person / equal to me in power. In a world where mould / and ivy cover everything / I know only one person — you ...»
«Liebster, Dich wundert / die Rede? Alle Scbeidenden / reden wie Trunkene und / nehmen sich festlich... / — Hölderlin A shudder: off my shoulders / with this mountain! My soul rises. / Now let me sing of sorrow which / is my own mountain a blackness which I will / ...»
«1 A single post, a point of rusting / tin in the sky / marks the fated place we / move to, he and I on time as death is / prompt strangely / too smooth the gesture of / his hat to me menace at the edges of his / eyes his mouth tight / shut strange...»
«Distance: versts, miles... / divide us; they’ve dispersed us, / to make us behave quietly / at our different ends of the earth. Distance: how many miles of it / lie between us now — disconnected — / crucified — then dissected. / And they don’t know — it unites us. Our spiri...»