Landscape with yellow birds: selected poems

Translator's Preface
 In a Hopeful Mode, 1953-1954
 "To ashes . . ."
 The mirror
 First night
 Consent
 The goodbye
 Poems for Lazarus, 1955-1960
 Night falls
 Gateway to sense
 But no further
 The vase
 Rotation of creation
 Morning
 Memory and Signs, 1960-1965
 The signal
 Beyond the walls
 The bridge
 Night before
 The circle
 The dying man
 Only love
 This image of you
 Be my limit
 Sin
 No man's land
 Poet in a time of misery
 The sacrifice
 The sign
 A song
 Seven Representations, 1966
 In the void of love
 Lazy, warm
 Brief Sound, 1953-1968
 Love is in what we put forward. The adolescentUnder the water
 In many moments
 But you never
 Today I walked
 Second homage to Isidore Ducasse
 Presentation and Memorial for a Monument, 1969
 I did not want to be an official.
 The Innocent, 1957-1970
 Capsule Bio
 A body has no name
 The poem
 The labyrinth
 Thirty-Seven Fragments, 1971
 (Biography)
 I will give you a flower, 
 (A witness)
 Interior with Figures, 1973-1976
 Ceramic with figures on white ground
 PicassoGuernicaPicasso: 1973
 Desire was a still point
 Aeneas, son of Anchises, consults the shades
 Material
 Prebeginning
 Material Memory, 1977-1978
 The angel. FigureThe way the body of wounded love was opened
 After awakening
 While you can tell
 Three Lessons of Darkness, 1980
 First Lesson
 Mandorla, 1982
 Latitude
 Material memory, III
 The tremor
 Threshold
 Poem
 Death and resurrection
 The Glow, 1984
 From your hands words are formed, 
 To the God of Place, 1989
 He formed
 Prostrate while
 The dark violence
 The Singer Does Not Awaken, 1992, Part I: The singer does not awaken
 The body of love becomes transparent, 
 Amid the slow corruption of days, 
 Don't let yourself die like the prophets of old
 The patience of the south. The sea contained laminated fragments of nightAnd you, soul that offers no relief, 
 Immersion of the voice
 I see, I see
 Autumn fell like thick yellow drool
 The center is deserted
 Characters become erased
 The sad premeditation of planning
 The woman's thighs were long and moist
 What killed the dinosaurs?
 Images of images of images
 Time is clotted with damp lizards and hedgehogs
 Worn-out gold wrapped in blood
 Fingers on the drum, the stretched skin, 
 Airy filtration of bodies
 I wanted to write Unter den Linden
 We have no time to remember, 
 In the sky over Paris. The Singer Does Not Awaken, 1992)Part II: Landscape with yellow birdsFrom your inundated heart
 The appointed time
 In the sand I draw a double parallel line
 Slowly
 My eyes are suddenly flooded with light
 Body of a stranger
 Neither word nor silence
 It seemed to me now that love
 Submerged landscape
 Last afternoon
 Convergence
 I thought I knew one of your names
 A man bears the ashes
 What, tell me, are those clouds
 At dusk the unseen hand
 Now you ache with weariness and pain, 
 In the mirror your image has faded
 In the mirror your image has faded
 Now I know we shared.