Pine-Wood Wings
AC Benus translation of "Uns/ aus den Händen/ fielen die Kameën"
by Robert Jentzsch
We/ from our hands/ watched as the cameoes lay
Slipped from our fingertips used to their caress;
Fallen are the pearls whose tempered sight just may
Have spared us from our own distress.
Past/ is the day. Others cheer when it concludes
With deep evening as gliding stars come to play;
On the other hand we repent dying moods.
Pine-wood wings blowing clouds away.
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