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Ingeborg Bachmann Forum

Das Ingeborg Bachmann Forum - die umfangreichste Literatur-, Material-, Foto- und Linksammlung über das Werk und die Person Ingeborg Bachmanns im Internet.

'Black Milk': A Guilt-wracked Poet Who Would Write About the Holocaust Is Born Paul Celan, One Decade, Student Guide, A Level Art, Black Milk, His Eyes, Art History, Poetry, Death

Death Fugue

translated by Pierre Joris Black milk of morning we drink you eveningswe drink you at noon and mornings we drink you at nightwe drink and we drinkA man lives in the house he plays with the snakes he writeshe writes when it darkens to Deutschland your golden hair Margaretehe writes and steps in front of his house and the stars glisten and he whistles his dogs to comehe whistles his jews to appear let a grave be dug in the earthhe commands us play up for the dance Black milk of dawn we drink…

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Ingeborg Bachmann

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 "But where are we going carefree be carefree when it grows dark and when it grows cold be carefree. Writers And Poets, Iconic Women, Film Director, Short Stories, Strong Women, Vignettes, Beautiful People, Black And White, Female

Paese di nebbia – Ingeborg Bachmann

D’inverno la mia amata sta fra gli animali del bosco. Ch’io sia costretto a rientrare all’alba sa quella volpe, e ne ride. Come rabbrividiscono le nuvole! E sopra il mio ba…

  Michel De Montaigne, Paul Celan, Show Me A Hero, Guys Read, One Decade, Writers And Poets, Book Writer, German Language, Great Love

Paul Celan: cuando el horror quiebra la palabra

Que las dos guerras mundiales representaron una herida profunda en la historia humana conocida –quizás la brecha más honda que haya existido a nivel global– no hay quien lo niegue. De hecho, durant…

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Ingeborg Bachmann

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Fog Land (Nebelland) In winter my beloved is among the woodland creatures. The vixen knows I have to return before dawn and laughs. 25 June, October, Woodland Creatures, I Movie, Vixen, Pictures

Ingeborg Bachmann (25 June 1926 – 17 October 1973)

Fog Land (Nebelland) In winter my beloved is among the woodland creatures. The vixen knows I have to return before dawn and laughs. How the clouds shudder. And on my snow collar falls a layer of brittle ice. In winter my beloved is a tree among trees and invites the hapless crows into her beautiful boughs. She knows that at dawn the wind lifts her stiff, rime coated evening dress and chases me home. In winter my beloved is among the fish and dumb. Enthralled by the waters, tremulous from the…

Paul Celan Romanian-born German language poet and translator. Paul Celan, Rare Images, Writers And Poets, Playwright, German Language, Mists, Selfies, Face, People

Ingeborg Bachmann and Paul Celan: Heart's Time wrapped in Darkness

Paul Celan was born in 1920 in Bucovina, Romania. He became one of the most prominent 20th century poets. Celan committed suicide in Paris, in 1970, before turning 50. Ingeborg Bachmann, was born i…

Ingeborg Bachmann’s A Place for Coincidences Coincidences, Short Stories, Che Guevara, Past, Reading, Couples, Places, Fictional Characters, Amor

Explícame, amor, de Ingeborg Bachmann - Zenda

Este miércoles de año nuevo, dentro de la sección de poesía de Zenda, publicamos Explícame, amor, un poema de Ingeborg Bachmann.

  Abraham Lincoln, Writing, Authors, Pictures, Wedding Ring, Lyric Poetry, World War Two, Literature, Deutsch

Telekolleg Deutsch - Folge 9: Lyrik heute | BR.de

Nach dem Zweiten Weltkrieg suchten Dichter nach einer neuen, zeitgemäßen Sprache. Doch die berühmte „Stunde Null“, in der alles neu beginnt, gab es auch in der Lyrik nicht. Vielmehr war sie geprägt von einer Mischung aus Bruch und Kontinuität.