A Nothing We Were, Are, Shall Remain,

There's Nothing In The World For Which A Poet Will Give Up Writing, Not Even He Is A Jew And The Language Of His Poems Is German.

They've Healed Me To Pieces.

German Poetry Is Going In A Very Different Direction From French Poetry.... Its Language Has Become More Sober, More Factual. It Distrusts "beauty." It Tries To Be Truthful.

Reality Is Not Simply There, It Does Not Simply Exist: It Must Be Sought Out And Won.

Who Is Invisible Enough To See You