When you lie

count me in:I sought your Eye, as it opened and no one announcedyou,I spun that hidden Thread,on which the Dew, of your thought,slid down to the Pitchers,that a Speech, which no one’s Heart found, guarded.Only there did you enter wholly the Name, that is yours,stepping sure-footedly into yourself,the Hammers swung free in the Bell-Cradle of…

Text-Voidat Torch-Height,in the Time-Hole:listen inwith your Mouth.

They dug and they dug, and sotheir Day went by, and their Night. And they did not praise God,who, so they heard, wanted all this,who, so they heard, knew of all this.They dug and they heard nothing more;did not grow wise, invented no Song,thought up for themselves no Language.They dug.There came a Silence, there came…

we drink it and drink itwe are digging a grave in the sky it is ample to lie thereA man in the house he plays with the serpents he writeshe writes when the night falls to Germany your goldenhair Margaretehe writes it and walks from the house the stars glitter hewhistles his dogs uphe whistles…

Handled already, Lord,clawed and clawing as thoughthe body of each of us wereyour body, Lord.Pray, Lord,pray to us,we are near.Wind-awry we went there,went there to bendover hollow and ditch.To be watered we went there, Lord.It was blood, it waswhat you shed, Lord.It gleamed.It cast your image into our eyes, Lord.Our eyes and our mouths are…

snowfall, as if even now you were sleeping.White, stacked into distance.Above it, endless,the sleigh track of the lost.Below, hidden,presses upwhat so hurts the eyes,hill upon hill,invisible.On each,fetched home into its today,an I slipped away into dumbness:wooden, a post.There: a feeling,blown across by the ice windattaching its dove- its snow-coloured cloth as a flag.