Forget
your boundaries
Wander out
No man's land
infinitely
opens you
You awake
It is day
It is misty after
forgotten radiance
From New York's towers
rattle the flags of morning
Your eyes strike
rectangular roofs
in the freshly washed
hair of the sun
Sirens
they call
to the outbreak of shadows
A 'V' of airplanes
cleaves open
the dazzling blue
- translated from the German by Doug Milam
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