Springs of Investigation: Rhode Island Watchtower
Pale sieves a tiredAx in the tree’s bosom.In the foliage’s broom there isSeed-blood-silk. Bitesin the lovenest of the building.Sweetly fogs in its ice-baththe Ibis’s blood. Massesin the dust of this life.
Montpellier  1955
from Hexen Texte

{A note on the translation: http://poemsandpoetics.blogspot.com/2009/07/unica-zurn-nine-anagrammatic-poems.html}
It’s not literal, but an interpretation; being an anagram transferred from another language.

Pale sieves a tired
Ax in the tree’s bosom.
In the foliage’s broom there is
Seed-blood-silk. Bites
in the lovenest of the building.
Sweetly fogs in its ice-bath
the Ibis’s blood. Masses
in the dust of this life.

Montpellier  1955

from Hexen Texte

{A note on the translation: http://poemsandpoetics.blogspot.com/2009/07/unica-zurn-nine-anagrammatic-poems.html}

It’s not literal, but an interpretation; being an anagram transferred from another language.

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