Three Poems

Rose Ausländer

Black Dove

Black dove
midnight

bring the sleepbranch
after the daily flood

Place it on the
tremoring nerve

when the world
turns
stars complete
their deaths

Back then you know
peacebird
were you white

Here
dark colors
more weight

The branch
alighted ark
sleep




Without a Visa
  
Into the world without a visa
eyeing everywhere
our kind is always
suspicious

On the lookout tower
I raise a white handkerchief
in all directions

my hope 
a visa for love
to green faith
flowers

It could even
will even be spring 




Unity of Dust

We
wordweavers

devoted heretics
starflyers
in love
with the earth
we burn
to ashes in the woodfire

we sing hymns
to the electric dust

braids us together
dust builds
breaks us

translated from the German by Carlie Hoffman