— Homage à Rilke et Chopin
Every single angel is a terrifying ecstasy
in solitude tender skinned
I am the lone bather
When you suddenly descend
(giant feathery arms stirring up
a sky full of perplexing ink splashes)
your breath is a stream of newly sharpened blades
chilling lightning flashes sweep by —
lilies blossom spritely
from my every thirsty pore
Let me be facing alone
a single cup of inebriating bliss
Where I lie I am a gently panting
joy an egg still warm
Drinker when you spread your wings
ascend and depart
you are a white heron
soaring in an orange-red sky
Translated 2019