Upon Your Nakedness a White Day Celebrates
Esther Raab
1923
Upon your nakedness a white day celebrates,
You who are [so] poor and so rich,
A wall of mountains has frozen,
Transparent like a deceptive vision,
Attached to the horizon.
Noon. The vastnesses of your fields ignite
And your marrow totally revels and rises
Facing the white sky,
Like an endless screen
Stretched and trembling.
In the plain
A hill…
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