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- Herausgeber: BoD - Books on Demand
- Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
'Cosmic space expands Time is void out of God's presence From the chaos of existing matter out of necessity order is created If a thought is pursued further a dispute is soon sparked in thought Knowledge of the world as human deception The light was forbiddingly called' [Excerpt from the poem 'Eadem alter'] A collection of poems translated from German into English. Connecting philosophical and metaphysical considerations with the art of poetry. Paying homage to literal masterpieces and to the magnificence of cathartic experiences.
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Seitenzahl: 37
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For my unborn child
When I came out of the cave Above me the sun enthroned Left my fellow prisoners And joined the outside zone-
Through blindness could not recognise the realities I acted irradiated and tried to run away from the shady entities
List of Contents
Four Elements
In Praise of Folly
Burnt Wings
My Time
Antigone
The Noble Fool
Despite Good Will
My Faith
Active Evil and Passive Good –
With Noble Anger
Eadem alter - Equal, but different
Supra-Reality
The Vitus-Dance in my Heart
Abaelard and Heloise
The Metamorphosis from Bird to Worm
In Transition
Between Worm and Cosmos
Madshnun and Laila
Person of no and many places
Who sews the red flags?
Lover of Books
The Last Dreamer
Dream Factory
The New Tower
The Task of the Poet
The Half Fall into Tartarus
Stormer of the Soul’s Rest
In Purifying Floods of Rain
Eternal Return
The Age of Aquarius
Kissed Stardust
Four Elements
Winds take me with you to the heights of heavenly ether Therein I taste drops a primordial ground of reasons
Transcendental love for knowledge On paths that flow through worlds Twinkle little wings, to unlock the brazen locks
Earth take me in Culture begins with you In the deep root kingdom the earth mother whispers: ‘To find is to lose.’
Fire burn me a little fist of earth still so wet Glowing in the magma core and again to ether vaporised
In Praise of Folly
Anima Mundi Cosmic dancer Zero is the number The forerunner of the saviour
Folly stands with celestials in favour As the wisdom of the world is denied closer to the truth of the cosmos
O spiritual element! Which gives earthly existence charm and value Salt of life, yet you taste sweet Bringing refreshment and real treat!
Mediator to the centre of the soul Although the fool is always too much or too less Half god - half animal Not un- but amoral Mask of virtue How much evil has been transformed through wisdom?
(The owl of Minerva comes too late again)
Beneath the consciousness lies the archetype When peasants aping the king: Silliness an ancient purifying rite The fool clowning between Apollo and Bacchus’ sleight
Like the cunning Hermes Flying through three worlds Encrypted remains the inner access In Mercury the contradictions Are connected Healing begins with the truth
So let the fool kiss the wound, that only he can heal No cure for the Fisher King dying he lives despite this is fled the coffin
If the child is halfway into the rational world So the fool is on the right track to escape and laughs at those who boast of their sageness
For divine folly is wiser than compared to philosophy and even its weakness is stronger
Destroyed shall be the wisdom of the wise despoiler of most beautiful illusions fantasised!
Why were we given by Jupiter in a pound of passion hardly mixed an ounce of reason? Unwise deception brings delight brings us love and the champion
Icy winds on mountain tops The truth is to flattering mouth no guest
Only the bread eater holds up a mirror to the king And the whim hides the almost unspeakable In crude jokes of the most foolish kind
Why separating the paradise of the fool from the misdeed? The latter would never have arisen had one learned to laugh in dire need
So there are many classes of fools from the first screaming child on every continent in every literal category The fool can be found in every human repertory
So let no one deceive himself! For whoever thinks to be wise in this world let him become a fool so that he may become wise in the way he was appointed to
Burnt Wings
On the earth lays the destroyed married to the ashes stripped off the old body so it was told by great sages
That although the phoenix dies but renews itself every five hundred years
As food shuns grain and cabbage as tears of incense better combustible
Myrtle and spikenard are his death dress until he rises from the embers of flames
And when it’s freed from the cinders
