Saturday, March 9, 2019

Thinking about Paul Celan by Denise Levertov

Thinking about Paul Celan
Saint Celan,
stretched on the cross
of survival,
pray for us. You
at last could endure
no more. But we
live and live,
blithe in a world
where children kill children.
We shake off
the weight of
our own exemption,
we flourish,
we exceed
our allotted days.
Saint Celan,
pray for us
that we receive
at least a bruise,
blue, blue, unfading,
we who accept survival.

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