Untitled :Rosy Mirror
Rosy mirror: an ugly image
That appears in the black background,
Blood weeps from broken eyes
Blaspheming plays with dead snakes.
Snow runs through the staring shirt
Purple over the black face,
That breaks in heavy pieces
From planets, deceased and strange.
A spider appears in the black background
Lust, your countenance deceased and strange.
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On The Eastern Front
The ominous anger of masses of men
Is like the wild organ of the winter storm,
The purple surge of battle,
Leafless stars.
With broken eyebrows and silver arms
The night waves to dying soldiers.
In the shade of the ash tree of autumn
The souls of the slain are sighing.
A thorny desert surrounds the city.
The moon chases the shocked women
From the bleeding stairways.
Wild wolves have broken through the door
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With the Young Wine
Sun sets purple,
Swallow has already flown far off.
Under arches in the evening
New wine goes round;
Snow falls behind the mountain.
Summer's last green drifts away,
Hunter comes from the forest.
Under arches in the evening
New wine goes round;
Snow falls behind the mountain.
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By a Window
Above the roofs the sky-blue,
And clouds passing by,
Before the window a tree in spring dew,
And a bird shoots up skyward drunk
A lost scent of blossoms -
A heart feels: This is the world!
The stillness increases and the midday glows!
My God, how rich is the world!
I dream and dream and life flees,
Life there outdoors - somewhere
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Ballad
A fool wrote three signs in the sand,
A pale maiden stood there before him.
Loudly the sea sang, o it sang.
She held a cup in the hand,
Which gleamed up to the edge,
Like blood so red and heavy .
No word was spoken - the sun faded away,
Then the fool took the cup
Out of her hand and drank it empty.
Then its light extinguished in her hand,
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Always Darker
The wind, which moves purple treetops,
Is God's breath that comes and goes.
The black village rises before the forest;
Three shadows are laid over the field.
Meagerly the valley dusks
Below and silent for the humble.
A seriousness greets in garden and hall,
That wants to finish the day,
Piously and darkly an organ-sound.
Marie is enthroned there in blue vestment
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Perfection
My brother, let us go more silent!
The streets darken placidly.
In the distance flags probably gleam and wave,
However, brother, let us be alone -
And rest looking at heaven,
Softly and wholly prepared in the heart,
And oblivious to past deed.
My brother, see, the world is wide!
Outdoors the wind plays with clouds,
They come like us, from somewhere.
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Sunny Afternoon
A branch rocks me in the deep blue.
In the frolicking, autumnal leaf-tangle
Moths flicker, intoxicated and crazy.
Ax blows resound in the floodplain.
My mouth bites into red berries
And light and shadows sway in the foliage.
For hours golden dust falls
Crackling in the brown ground.
The thrush laughs from the bushes
And frolicking and loudly the autumnal leaf-tangle
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Ballad (1)
A heart laments: you do not find her,
Her native country is probably far from here,
And her face is strange!
The night weeps by a door!
In the marble hall light upon light burns,
O stuffy, o stuffy! Somebody dies here!
A whisper somewhere: o do you not come?
The night weeps by a door!
A sobbing still: o that he would see the light!
Then it became dark there and here -
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An Evening
In the evening the sky was overcast.
And through the grove full of silence and grief
A dark-golden shower went.
Distant evening bells faded away.
The earth has drunk icy water,
At the forest's edge a fire lay glowing,
The wind quietly sang with angel's voices
And shivering I have gone to the knee,
In the heather, in bitter cresses.
Far outside clouds swam in silver puddles,
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