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He speaks truly who speaks the shade.

Don't sign your name
between worlds,
surmount
the manifold of meanings,
trust the tearstain,
learn to live.

There was earth inside them, and they dug.

How you die out in me: down to the last worn-out knot of breath you're there, with a splinter of life.

The heart hid still in the dark, hard as the Philosopher's Stone.

Only truthful hands write true poems. I cannot see any basic difference between a handshake and a poem.

And the too much of my speaking:
heaped up round the little
crystal dressed in the style of your silence.

Poetry is a sort of homecoming.

Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss.

Each arrow you shoot off carries its own target into the decidedly secret tangle

They've healed me to pieces.

who
is invisible enough
to see you

There's nothing in the world for which a poet will give up writing, not even he is a Jew and the language of his poems is German.

no one
bears witness for the
witness

Out of a shardstrewn
madness
I stand up
and look upon my hand,
how it draws the one
and only
circle

Your song, what does it know?
Deepinsnow,
Eepinow,
E-i-o.

Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown.

spills of mire I swallowed inside the tower

Reality is not simply there, it must be searched and won.

you're rowing by wordlight

In the air, there your root remains, there, in the air

I went with my very being toward language.

The two
heart-grey puddles:
two
mouthsfull of silence.

Spring: trees flying up to their birds

Reality is not simply there, it does not simply exist: it must be sought out and won.

Read! Read all the time, the understanding will come by itself.

Between always and never

Rush of pine scent (once upon a time),
the unlicensed conviction
there ought to be another way
of saying
this.

Death is a master from Germany.

The language with which I make my poems has nothing to do with one spoken here, or anywhere.

water needles
stitch up the split
shadow-he fights his way
deeper down, free.