加载中…【Paul Celan：垃圾堆里，一块泥泞的月】
(2013-03-08 16:51:27)
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【TAU】
TAU. Und ich lag mit dir, du, im
Gemuelle,
Ein matschiger Mord
Bewarf uns mit Anwort,
Wir broeckelten auseinander
Und broeselten wieder in eins:
der Herr bracht das Brot,
das Brot bracht den Herrn.
Ein matschiger Mord
Bewarf uns mit Anwort,
Wir broeckelten auseinander
Und broeselten wieder in eins:
der Herr bracht das Brot,
das Brot bracht den Herrn.
【Corona】
Autumn eats its leaf out of
my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time
and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the
shell.
In the mirror it's
Sunday,
in dream there is room for
sleeping,
our mouths speak the
truth.
My eye moves down to the sex
of my loved one:
we look at each
other,
we exchange dark
words,
we love each other like
poppy and recollection,
we sleep like wine in the
conches,
like the sea in the moon's
blood ray.
We stand by the window
embracing, and people look
up from the
street:
it is time they
knew!
It is time the stone made an
effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating
heart.
It is time it were
time.
It is time.
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