Very interesting- a difficult poem to translate.
If someone rises from the rocks
wielding the sun disk against the foe
when the rootless trickling riddles of tears
foretell for these eyes only
crosswise –
then are let loose
the lionesses of tormented hearts
to devour the mark of Cain
crosswise –
until the wounds wittingly
flow in the brother’s blood
crosswise –
Steigt einer aus den Steinen
die Sonnenscheibe dem Feind vorhaltend
wenn die wurzellos rinnenden Rätsel der Tränen
unter vier Augen wahrsagen
kreuzweis –
die Löwinnen der Herzensqualen
losgelassen warden
zu verschlingen die Kainszeichen
kreuzweis –
bis die Wunden wissend
im Bruderblut fliessen
kreuzweis –
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It’s been a long time since I added to these translations, but as I now have some followers, I feel duty bound to reward their fidelity with new contributions. Thank you for your interest.
My original aim was to post 100 poems in translation here. Then a few more came…
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