Paul CelanThinkers

Death is a master from Germany.

A Poem is a letter in a bottle thrown out to the sea that it may somehow wash up somewhere, perhaps on the shoreline of the heart.

A Poem is written by only truthful hands and is thus almost indistinguishable from a handshake.

A Poet is one who never gives up writing, even if he is a jew and the language of his poems is German.

The Poplar tree is the human being of this earth.

Reading is an activity by which, if done all the time, the understanding will come by itself.

Reality is not simply there, it does not simply exist: It must be sought out and won.

Spring is trees flying up to their birds.

The Witness is such that no one bears witness for the witness.

Writing is a process whereby each arrow one shoots off carries its own target into the decidedly secret tangle.