«From a fearful height, a wandering light, / but does a star glitter like this, crying? / Transparent star, wandering light, / your brother, Petropolis, is dying. / From a fearful height, earthly dreams are alight, / and a green star is crying. / Oh star, if you are the brother of water a...»
«Upon the ghastly fearsome heights a quaver of fire-light, / But can it be a star so glitters, crying? / O star’s transparent hue, with shimmer dazzling bright, / Thy brother named Petropolis is dying. Upon the frightful gruesome heights all earthly dreams are churning, / The greenness of ...»
«So many have been swallowed up and perished, / Dissolving in that distant gaping chasm. / My time as well, this life that I have cherished / Will soon recede in one last gasping spasm. Coagulate will all, will into stillness freeze, / Everything that sang and struggled, shone: / The green...»
«Literal Translation The Wind Running full tilt, skipping along, past the covered / Passageways of the marketplace, limping on the fly, / By way of the wall, the boulevard, the ripped-up newspaper, / The one not read all the way through, not all the way unfolded, / The one born yesterday—...»