Tadeusz Miciński in my translation, excerpts.

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Climb in me black flowers -
golden flowers,
bloody flowers.
Before Adonai cursed Cain's tribe
these worlds were whirling
in fires of Might and Thrones -
and from crystal bells
they flowed to the earth in heavenly melodies
.

Ah, the sinister horses of my follies
with the whirlwind of falling comets
lifted me into Chimera's castle -
where on crosses, stretched
I saw bodies of tortured Andromedas
and dumb Sphinxs' rapt faces.
(...phosphorescently illuminating
in deep wells -
inviting one-eyed
giants over...)

On a ruby peak, entangled in lianas
of zodiacs and in dreamy nebulae of protosphere -
this infernal Jerusalem.
The rustled cedars glow with wind
like burning chandeliers.
Among the columns black of a gigantic Cathedral
enchanted lies the figure of Berenice.

(... and winter wilderness
plays her anthem -
and simooms
unfold their wings upon her...)

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When in a strange dream of Eden,
cradled in a whisper of tulips,
I clothed you in silvery mists
on a distant island of the Oceans
(in a strange dream of Eden) -
sapphire rose in the fires
I gave out from my womb
and tears of joy in the storm of stars
I melted in Orion's glow -
oh, I saw you:
dreamed by me,
by me for an age condemned.

Vengeful god plucked my heart's flower
and among the caves of the desert moon
spirits of snakes rose into a forest of lofty pines -
and from the skyreaching rocks where a shrine stood
a phosphorescent cold reptile was looking at me -
from the rocks, where death snuggles up to the gates.