Posts Tagged ‘ Paul Celan ’

Poems in the Language of Death

Paul Celan’s truest homeland, paradoxically, was the German language — the language of the Nazis who imprisoned him in a forced labor camp and murdered his parents.

Source: Poems in the Language of Death

Harrison Birtwistle e Paul Celan – vengodalmare

Source: Harrison Birtwistle e Paul Celan – vengodalmare

Erhard Karkoschka e Paul Celan – vengodalmare

 

Source: Erhard Karkoschka e Paul Celan – vengodalmare

Paul Celan, notes on the encounter | Bebrowed’s Blog

      SO MANY CONSTELLATIONS that
      are held out to us. I was,
      when I looked at you- when? -
      outside by
      the other worlds

      O these ways, galactic,
      O this hour, that weighed
      nights for us over into
      the burden of our names. It is,
      I know, not true
      that we lived, there moved,
      blindly, no more than a breath between
      there and not-there, and at times
      our eyes whirred comet-like
      towards things extinguished, in chasms,
      and where they had burnt out,
      splendid with teats stood Time
      on which already grew up
      and down and away all that
      on which already grew up
      is or was or will be-,

      I know,
      I know and you know, we knew,
      we did not know, we
      were there, after all, and not there
      and at times when 
      only the void stood between us we got
      all the way to each other.

– Paul Celan

‘Soviel Gestirne’ form the ‘Die Niemandsrose’ collection in 1963, Michael Hamburger translation

The notion of encounter is a key part of the Meridian address and a major theme in Celan’s later work. It’s also quite complex so I’ll start with its use in the Meridian speech and…

Source: Paul Celan, notes on the encounter | Bebrowed’s Blog

Against Witness by Cathy Park Hong | Poetry Magazine

 

 

Source: Against Witness by Cathy Park Hong | Poetry Magazine

Paul Celan and the Meaning of Language – An Interview with Pierre Joris

Paul Celan

Paul Celan and the Meaning of Language – An Interview with Pierre Joris.

Reading Ingeborg Bachmann | Dalkey Archive Press

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Reading Ingeborg Bachmann | Dalkey Archive Press.

New books: Paul Celan | George Hunka

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flowerville: intimacy reigned over by another light

 

flowerville: intimacy reigned over by another light.

O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan | Poets.org

O Little Root of a Dream

  by Paul Celan
translated by Heather McHugh and Nikolai Popov

O little root of a dream 
you hold me here 
undermined by blood, 
no longer visible to anyone, 
property of death.

Curve a face
that there may be speech, of earth, 
of ardor, of
things with eyes, even
here, where you read me blind,

even 
here, 
where you 
refute me, 
to the letter.

 

O Little Root of a Dream by Paul Celan