Quote by: Paul Celan

With a changing key, you unlock the house where the snow of what’s silenced drifts. Just like the blood that bursts from Your eye or mouth or ear, so your key changes. Changing your key changes the word That may drift with flakes. Just like the wind that rebuffs you, Clenched round your word is the snow.


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Author Bio


  • NamePaul Celan
  • DescriptionRomanian poet and translator
  • AliasesPaul Antschel; Paul Ancel
  • BornNovember 23, 1920
  • DiedApril 28, 1970
  • CountryFrance; Romania
  • ProfessionLinguist; Lyricist; Poet; Translator; Writer
  • AwardsGeorg Büchner Prize; Literaturpreis Der Stadt Bremen; Herder Prize