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Be silent with me as all bells are silent	B
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In the afterbirth of terror	C
the rabble grovels for new nourishment	B
On Good Friday a hand hangs on display	D
in the firmament two fingers missing	E
and it cannot swear that all of it	F
all of it didn't happen and nothing	E
ever will It dives into red clouds	G
whisks off the new murderers	H
and goes free	I
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Each night on this earth	J
open the windows fold back the sheets	K
so that the invalid's secret lies naked	L
a sore full of sustenance endless pain	M
for every taste	N
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Gloved butchers cease	O
the breath of the naked	L
the moon in the doorway falls to earth	J
let the shards lie the handle	P
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All was prepared for the last rites	Q
The sacrament cannot be completed	L
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How vain it all is	R
Roll into a city	I
rise from the city's dust	S
take over a post	T
and diguise yourself	U
to avoid exposure	C
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Fulfill the promises	V
before a tarnished mirror in the air	W
before a shut door in the wind	X
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Untraveled are the paths on the steep slope of heaven	Y
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O eyes scorched by th Earth's reservoir of sun	Y
weighted with the rain of all eyes	Z
and now absorbed interwoven	Y
by the tragic spiders	H
of the present	B
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In the hollow of my muteness	H
lay a word	A2
and grow tall forests on both sides	H
such that my mouth	B2
lies wholly in shade	C2
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tranlated by Peter Filkins	H
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Songs from an Island	D2
Ingeborg Bachmann	Y
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Shadow fruit is falling from the walls	H
moonlight bathes the house in white and the ash	E2
of extinct craters is borne in by the sea winnd	D2
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In the embrace of handsome youths	H
the coasts are sleeping	E
Your flesh remembers mine	F2
it was already inclined to me	I
when the ships	H
loosened themselves from shore and the cross	H
of our mortal burden	Y
kept watch in the rigging	E
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Now the execution sites are empty	I
they search but cannot find us	H
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When you rise from the dead	D2
when I rise from the dead	D2
no stone will lie before the gate	D2
no boat will rest on the sea	I
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Tomorrow the casks will roll	G2
toward Sunday waves	H
we come on anointed	D2
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soles to the shore wash	H2
the grapes and stamp	I2
the harvest into wine	F2
tomorrow on the shore	J2
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When you rise from the dead	D2
when I rise from the dead	D2
the hangman will hang at the gate	D2
the hammer will sink into the sea	I
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One day the feast must come	K2
Saint Anthony you who have suffered	D2
Saint Leonard you who have suffered	D2
Saint Vitus you who have suffered	D2
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Make way for our prayers way fro the worshippers	H
room for music and joy	L2
We have learned simplicity	I
we sing in the choir of cicadas	H
we eat and drink	M2
the lean cats	H
rub against our table	P
until evening mass begins	H
I hold your hand	D2
with my eyes	H
and a quiet brave heart	D2
sacrifices its wishes to you	N2
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Honey and nuts for the childern	F2
teeming nets for the fishermen	F2
fertility for the gradens	H
moon for the volcano moon for the volcano	F2
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Our sparks leapt over the borders	H
above the night fireworks fanned their	W
tails the procession	F2
floats away on dark rafts and gives	H
time to the primeval world	D2
to the plodding lizards	H
to the carnivorous plant	D2
to the feverish fish	O2
to the orgies of wind and the lust	D2
of mountains where a pious	H
star loses its way collides with their face	H
and dissolves into dust	D2
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Stand firm you foolish saints	H
Tell the mainland the craters aren't resting	E
Saint Roch you who have suffered	D2
oh you who have suffered Saint Francis	H
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When someone departs he must throw his hat	D2
filled with the mussels he spent the summer	C
gathering in the sea	H
and sail off with his hair in the wind	D2
he must hurl the table	P
set for his love in the sea	H
he must pour the wine	F2
left in his glass into the sea	H
he must give his bread to the fish	O2
and mix a drop of his blood with the sea	H
he must drive his knife deep into the waves	H
and sink his shoes	H
heart anchor and cross	H
and sail off with his hair in the wind	D2
Then he will return	F2
When	F2
Do not ask	P2
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There is fire under the earth	J
and the fire is pure	Q2
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There is fire under the eart	D2
and molten rock	R2
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There is a torrent under the earth	J
it will stream into us	H
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There is a torrent under the earth	J
it will scorch our bones	H
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A great fire is coming	E
a torrent is coming over the earth	J
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We shall be witnesses	H

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