Author Paul Celan Whorish other-when. And Eternity blood-black en-babelled. Mud-drowned with your loamy Locks my Faith. Two Fingers, hand-far, row towards a swampy Vow. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments