"I am the first" by Paul Celan
I found this short poem of Celan in The Vintage Book of Contemporary World Poetry, edited by J.D. McClatchy:
"I am the first"
I am the first to drink of the blue that still looks for its eye.
I drink from your footprint and see:
you roll through my fingers, pearl, and you grow!
You grow, as do all the forgotten.
You roll: the black hailstone of sadness
is caught by a kerchief turned white with waving goodbye.
-Translated from German by Michael Hamburger