Oil painting, 0.71 M * 0,61 M
EINO STEINSTAD – PAINTINGS
This entry was posted on August 24, 2011 by steinstad. It was filed under Art, Paintings and was tagged with Art, Eino Steinstad, Paintings.
We are close, Lord Close and within reach.
Seized already, Lord, clawed into our selves as though the body of each of us were your body, Lord.
Pray, Lord, pray to us, who are close by.
Against the wind we went there, went there to bend over hollow and ditch.
To drink we went there, Lord.
It was blood, it was That which you shed, Lord.
It gleamed.
It cast your image into our eyes, Lord. Our eyes and mouths stand open and empty, Lord.
We have drunk, Lord. The blood and the image that was in the blood, Lord.
Pray, Lord. We are near.
–Paul Celan, Tenebrae first published in Sprachgitter (1959) in Gesammelte Werke, vol. 1, p. 163 (B. Allemann & S. Reichert eds. 1983)(S.H. transl.)
Oversatt av Scott Horton.
(It was the pope-figure standing in the mist there, that triggered my mind to walk the walk to Paul Celan..)
August 30, 2011 at 20:17
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We are close, Lord
Close and within reach.
Seized already, Lord,
clawed into our selves as though
the body of each of us were
your body, Lord.
Pray, Lord,
pray to us,
who are close by.
Against the wind we went there,
went there to bend
over hollow and ditch.
To drink we went there, Lord.
It was blood, it was
That which you shed, Lord.
It gleamed.
It cast your image into our eyes, Lord.
Our eyes and mouths stand open and empty, Lord.
We have drunk, Lord.
The blood and the image that was in the blood, Lord.
Pray, Lord.
We are near.
–Paul Celan, Tenebrae first published in Sprachgitter (1959) in Gesammelte Werke, vol. 1, p. 163 (B. Allemann & S. Reichert eds. 1983)(S.H. transl.)
Oversatt av Scott Horton.
(It was the pope-figure standing in the mist there, that triggered my mind to walk the walk to Paul Celan..)
August 30, 2011 at 20:17