I am the Division Commander, His Excellency. I have attained what is humanly possible. A lovely consciousness. In front of me Important people and chiefs of regiments Bend their knees,...
(for a picture) With all its branches a slender tree casts The shine of darkness around poor crosses. The earth stretches out painfully black and broad. A small moon slips slowly out of space....
The air is gray. Who knows something good for soot? Next to an ox grazing on the ground Stands an astonished deeply serious mountaineer. Soon there is a powerful downpour of rain....
City and beloved are far behind. I am so betrayed and alone. Slowly I move from one Leg to the other. Around me strange doors screech. I reach for dagger and gun. Ah, if I were only at home...
Your eyes are bright lands. Your looks are little birds, Handkerchiefs gently waving goodbye. In your smile I rest as though in bobbing boats. Your little stories are made of silk....
Without horror you devour dead flesh every day. And dead blood is a sweet syrup for you. Aren't you afraid? - Indeed your earliest fathers also had, And before you awoke,...
The folds of the sea crash like whips on my skin. And the stars of the sea tear me apart. The evening of the sea is one of screaming wounds for the lonely, But lovers find the good death of their day dreams......
The poet thought: ah, I have enough trash! The whores, the theater, and the moon in the city, The dress-shirts, the streets, and smells, The nights and the coaches and the windows,...
I would like to lie in my bed In a white shirt, Wished the beard was gone, The head combed. The fingers were clean, The nails also, You, my tender woman, Might provide peace.