"Anabasis

Dieses                                                           
schmal zwischen Mauern geschriebene        
unwegsam-wahre                                          
Hinauf und Züruck                                      
in die herzhelle Zukunft.                               

Dort.                                                             

Silben-                                                          
mole, meer-                                                 
Farben, weit                                                 
ins Unbefahrene hinaus.                                           

Dann:                                                           
Bojen-,                                                         
Kummerbojen-Spalier                                 
mit den sekundenschön hüpfenden            
Atemreflexen- : Leucht-                              
glockentöne ( dum-                                     
dun-, un-                                                     
unde suspirat                                         
cor)                                                        
aus-                                                             
gelöst, ein-                                                 
gelöst, unser.                                               

Sichtbares, hörbares, das                            
frei-                                                           
werdende Zeltwort:                                     

Mitsammen. "                                           

Paul Celan



Anábase

Escrito estreito entre muros
este
incómodo-verdadeiro
subir e recuar
no futuro, o de coração claro.

Lá.

Cais
de sílabas, cor
de mar, longe
muito além do nunca navegado.               

Depois:
Boias,
Boias de tormento, fileiras delas
com, lindos de tão breves, saltitantes,
os reflexos do sopro: sons
de sinos luminosos (dum
dun-, un-                                                      
unde suspirat                                                
cor)                                                        
ar-
rebatado, al-
cançado, nosso.

Já se vê, já se ouve, ela
se desocupa,
a palavra-tenda:

Juntos."