(Translation: Paul Vincent)
The fact that no one ever saw the complete formation of an ice sheet,
really every second of how a pond congeals into
walkability. Of course there is no complete witness to this, not now
and not in the past. That sure point of contact with
people from earlier times suddenly brings them close, as if they are
looking at me through the murky surface of ice. Especially in the middle
near the frozen carp in the hole like a gap in time, through which they
seem to signal the consolation that now of all times there
are about as many of them missing, on the other side as we
have brain cells, as if in the head
of all who have been here
there is the wildest
scintillation.
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