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- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
Is it possible to write poetry in a language other than one's mother tongue? The English Poems of an Unknown German Poet are the attempt. Written in the years 2015 to 2022, after phases of intensive reading and working with English texts, they lie in the tension between the foreign and the familiar, one's own world entering a foreign one and a foreign world touching familiar spheres. Mutual interaction between understanding and incomprehension, as an exercise to focus on real truthfulness. And of course in these poems always a companion: a smile. Present in its whole range from a soft warm smile only as a guess on one's lips to a sometimes even bitterly sarcastic ironic grin, may be the only answer in a confusingly unusual time.
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Content
I. Excuses
Heard
broken garden
Indeed
The limitations
Falling
Poetry
II. Expectations
In the glow of the night
Small
Last Summer’s Papers
III. Somewhere else
The fridge
Moon light
Bear
Dorningham Hill
Thoughts
Future
IV. Reflections
The old actor’s dialogue
Broken
Dreamcast
Development
Pouring out
It was
Easy
God dammed
Language confusion
Brains collection
The stolen language
English saying N
o
673
Sweets
Roasted
The morning
Not very well
V. Bitter
Buried
Bittersweet cake
The bitterness
Drops
The bottle
VI. Hope
Epigram
We
There
The really good thing, I think
The thing I love
VII. Tasks
Our work-dust can’t
The nose
Only
About a book
Remembrance
The
IIX. Lost
Statement
What is left
The little liquid liar
Remind me
IX. Conscious
My way
In the silent
Why should I read
Periods of the day
Gratitude
And
The Re-flection
X. Encounter
For Sylvia Plath
The passing eye of the moment
Questions
As there was no title
The Cow
It
The mornings
Back ground poetry
XI. Truth
It wouldn’t be
On a lawn
The interrogations
Silver lies
Transkriptions Erkenntnis
The why project
Every
Public
Always Present Future
Truth
XII. Dream
The little lady‘s summer
The curious
Routines
Small devices
The last
the american
Everything
Grip
Screw drivers
Imagine
The smell
Proverb
Uptugur
...
and while
Jablomov
The hunters
You
Home
The Wardrobes Dialogue
Back
Arguments
In Short
Irritated Romance
Painting
Salty sweet chocolates
Brilliant waters
Questionnaire
Relatives
Questions of a nearing autumn
Under-standing
… for a short time
The smell
What I was told
A book
The water of the fall
Celebrities work
Bite
solution
Some proud games
Perpetual Writings
Tea
Fire Engines
Questions and Answers
No saints
A past nights fairy tale
Snake
Developing
Something like an equation
Time for a walk
In former times
There have
Long List
Index of Poem Titles
Index of Poem Beginnings
Books, Articles, Films and Radio Plays quoted, mentioned or referred to
Persons Mentioned
List of Illustrations
for you
I. Excuses
Michael Holst: Landscapes Cloudfusing Digital Drawing 2022
Heard
I have heard
of some amusingly
irregular words.
They behaved in a way
no one expected
and their behavior
was the cause
of some unpredictable
trouble
no one thought of.
You may say
that looking
on some pages
of my old
school book grammar
may have prevented
this.
broken garden
my english [thoughts]
[are] (is) a broken garden
of empty envelopes
Indeed
It may be
indeed
a little bit
late
for an excuse
or a change
or for
both
and perhaps
even a big excuse
and a great change
won’t be able
to change
the expected disaster.
It already is there.
But of course
there is
still
the possibility
to make it
less
worse.
The question is: can we change?
PS.: I love the world.
The limitations
The limitations
of the summer rules
may not be acceptable
and who knows
if it was right.
But of course
you today
don’t know
whose mistake
you are making
may be or not.
Falling
When black drops
on my face
are straightly
falling down
from the middle
of my nose
and memory
starts to wane.
It may be
the moment
when the
English poems
of the unknown
German poet
start to stammer
a little bit
too much
to be still
understood
You at least
mad a try,
had a try.
Poetry
English poems
of a German
unknown poet
about stars
and their dust
some plutonium particles
deep in the ocean
and the story
they tell about
the history
of our universe.
And somehow,
for a moment or two,
focusing to the lines
of the book
about the history of books*
saying
that it may be
one of the often unknown
or not taken into account
facts,
that most books
are or stay
unread,
as the book with this poems
probably will be too.
But that should not
be the criterion
that makes this book
a book.
* The Oxford Illustrated History of the Book, Edited by James Raven. Oxford University Press 2020, ISBN 978 0 19 870298 6
II. Expectations
Michael Holst: Landscapes Study 7.879.542 Digital Drawing 2022
In the glow of the night
In the glow of the night
I make up my mind
for the days to come
for the hours and weeks
I want to expect
as a gift
as an encounter
of given grace:
My exercise to love.
Small
When the small particles
from the surface
floated away
they made me focus my view
in an before unknown direction.
Possibly I thought
that the world
was new
or got lost,
but neither
was the case.
Maybe the more adequate answer
to the not yet uttered question
would be
that it just was another period
in the so beautifully long chain of periods
of the swinging anthem of atoms.
But that may be
too pathetic.
Yes?
Last Summer’s Papers
Last summer’s papers
lie on my floor
or on the desk
and in my mind
the thoughts
that the floor, the ground
on which we stand
on which I stand
is the desk, the writing desk
on which I work, have to work
should work.
It is my (working-)space
this world
here.
III. Somewhere else
Michael Holst: Three Landscape Studies on a Windy Morning Digital Drawing 2022
The fridge
The fridge
is my friend.
I can’t talk to him
but he talks to me.
In the second
cycle of madness,
when everything
becomes warmer and warmer
the single hotspots
need reliable companions.
The fridge would be a good one
my presidential friend thought.
Moon light
The Moon was
a little bit too tired
to shine today.
It was said
that this had already
happened earlier.
But today
there obviously
was an unignorable utterance
and understanding was expected
from some sites.
It of course was
