Category Archives: Gedichte

August 1914

Hot, hot summer, dry golden fields of wheat, harvested Hot, hot summer, thunder of a thousand boots on dry golden fields of wheat Fire and death on scorched fields of wheat, blood harvest – Johannes Beilharz (© 2011) Originally posted … Continue reading

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Paul Eluard

Ohne Musik Die Stummen sind Lügner, sprich. Ich hab es satt, der einzige zu sein, der redet Und mein Wort Weckt Fehler Mein kleines Herz. – Paul Éluard (1895-1952) Aus: Paul Éluard, Capitale de la douleur, Editions Gallimard, Paris, 1926. … Continue reading

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J. H. Prynne

Was sagst du denn dann so also ja und nein etwa viermal am Tag angewidert und verlegen im Gedanken an weniger sagst du ach was soll’s. – J. H. Prynne (geb. 1936) Deutsche Übersetzung von Johannes Beilharz, Copyright © 2014. … Continue reading

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Not today, sweetheart

There was that book from the wild and thrusting seventies called “The day used to begin with a bullet wound” One of your favorites But I’ve had enough of those wounds, so the answer is “Not today, sweetheart” – Johannes … Continue reading

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The poem review

Your poem is totally awesome! I especially liked the deep metaphors, like the moon hiding behind itself, and the similes, like the moon is like a harsh one to conquer. Nothing better has been written about the moon in decades. … Continue reading

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A new volume of poetry by M. M.

Once I had deciphered the pattern behind the formation of these poems by reading a few of them and discovered that that was all there was in slightly different variations distinguished by different fields of association i.e. nothing worth knowing … Continue reading

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Fuge / Fugue

Dedicated to Paul Celan Today, I happened to come across a very questionable English translation of Paul Celan’s Todesfuge (Death Fugue), and this inspired me to attempt a black musical fugue in painting. Heute stolperte ich im Internet über eine … Continue reading

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