"For you,
I am wretched as like visible as as
lightning, a tutor, I am a whore, visible as ...
like a virgin, a trick, I am visible as ...
visible as like a tutor, a gift.
For you, as become a tutor, sublime,
For you, I am become thunder,
For you, moonlight, I am a whore, a gift.
[...]
Paul Chan?"
Senare läste jag: Paul Chan by Nell McClister.
