not holding back a word
on both sides of the ridge
spoken into the fog
with an empty throat
that reached along the pinnacles
where words would not have already
put everything beyond question
what does it matter
the companion has become mute
rocks stand for him
wild birds
and a thousand tangled suns
whoever smashed the glass windows here
will put them back together again
the ice-covered snowfield
remains existent
a timeless grain ripens
above the barely visible lake
Evi Kliemand (born 1946) Liechtenstein (born in Switzerland)
Translated by Bruce Levitan (with help from Googe translate)
Source: planet lyrik
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