Paul Celan

(23 November 1920 - 20 April 1970 / (Cernăuţi, Bukovin) Chernivtsi, Ukraine)

Crystal - Poem by Paul Celan

not on my lips look for your mouth,
not in front of the gate for the stranger,
not in the eye for the tear.

seven nights higher red makes for red,
seven hearts deeper the hand knocks on the gate,
seven roses later plashes the fountain.


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  • Veteran Poet - 1,194 Points Unwritten Soul (6/12/2011 1:37:00 PM)

    So small but so precious just like a crystal, i like this style...hmm the rest was good and really good :) _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 23, 2011


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