“But I think—and this will hardly surprise you—that the poem has always
hoped, for this very reason, to speak also on behalf of the strange—no, I can no longer use this word here—on behalf of the other—who knows,
perhaps of an altogether other.
This “who knows” which I have reached is all I can add here, today,
to the old hopes” (Paul Celan, GW, Ill, 596 / CP, 48)