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An Old Tibetan Carpet
by Else Lasker-SchŸler

translation
Janine Canan

Your soul in love with mine
is woven with it in the Tibetan carpet.

Beam in beam, enamored colors,
stars that wooed across the heavens.

Our feet rest upon the treasure
thousands upon thousands of meshes wide.

Sweet lama son on a musk-plant throne,
how long has your mouth kissed mine.
And cheek upon cheek, how many lifetimes brightly tied.

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