“Battlefield” by August Stramm
A translation of a poem
“Battlefield”
Iron sleeps in an earthen cradle
Blood blossoms oozing stains
Rusts crumble
Fleshes slime
The suckling lust for decay
Murder over murder
Blink
The flicker of child-like eyes
“Schlachtfeld”
Schollenmürbe schläfert ein das Eisen
Blute filzen Sickerflecke
Roste krumen
Fleische schleimen
Saugen brünstet um Zerfallen
Mordesmorder
Blinzen
Kinderblicke