ember

mis guanteojos cerrados

was a fist ,entailed

a flutter lapse a

blister espectro era

,de los lentes mano

,misty::::: slab sunk

inside my face with

held the fingered sight

yr sweat laid out

was touched for seen

was lost the hand or light

der Luft

mit der Augen-

schere...

- Paul Celan