Threadsuns
above the grayblack wastes.
A tree-
high thought
grasps the light-tone: there are still songs to sing beyond mankind.
PAUL CELAN
(1963, in Breathturn into Timestead: The Collected Later Poetry by Paul Celan. Translated from the German and with Commentary by Pierre Joris. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, P.14.)
