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Miracles - 3. . . . diamonds that might walk on water . . .

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. . . diamonds that might walk on water . . .

Part Three of

 

 

“THOU”

Lover Poems

by August Stramm

Translated by AC Benus

 

 

 

Daydreaming

 

Stars coil athwart the shrubbery

Eyes emerge as sinking smoke

Whisperings splash

Blossoms pivot

Their scents shoot up

Like shivers cascade

Winds quickly buffet horizontal ties

Shrouds rip apart

Falling shrieks through deepest night.

 

 

 

Strife

 

Bile torturing beaming loosening

Gnash angering avoiding hating

Shake stamping frothing grieving

Step quaking exploring fearing

Turn hesitating looking longing

Stand stirring sighing going

Stroke complaining

Caress scolding

Shame reviling

And

Pursuing flees

Wallowing weeps

Bristling pains

Kissing forgets

Laughing!

 

 

 

Despairing

 

A dazzling stone overhead rocks

The glass grant

Of nights and times

I

Stand stone.

Vast

Glazed

For Thou!

 

 

 

Guard Duty

 

The steeple cross scares up a star

The nag snatches dragon breath

Iron clanks blear-eyed

Fog ushers in

Drizzle

Staring shivering

Shivering

A hidden touch

Moans for

Thou! [i]

 

 

 

Depression

 

Striding striving

Living longing

Shudder standing

Watching over

Dying growing

The coming

Shrieks!

We’re

Deeply

Hushed.

 

 

 

Clandestinus

 

The eavesdropping

Speaks of clamped embers

Shudders squinting

And of blood sighing

On your knees hushed

Leaning into the hot stream

Thundering

Molten

To the seas

And

Our spirits also

Rushing

In

Them-

Selves.

 

 

 

Moonshine

 

Wan and spent

Supple and soft

The hungover smell

Of flowers gray

And liquors sobbing

Shine on the exposed mounded breasts

Moaning feelingly in my hand.

 

 

 

Longing

 

The hands knit

Stiffness trembles

Earth sprouts upon earth

Your approach has

A look in it

Chased down

The standing steps

From far away!

Delusional

It is not!

 

 

 

Second-Sight

 

In exhibitions

Your step falters and

Glances pass away

While

The wind teases your

Pale ribbons.

You then turn

To leave

And Time courts Space.

 

 

 

Bloom

 

Diamonds that might walk on water!

On outstretched arms

Dun-colored dust reaching towards the sun!

Blossoms cradled in your hair.

Be-pearled

Arbored

Gossamer veils!

Fragrant

Matte-white faint

Veils!

Pink, shyly muted, shimmered

Trembling flecks

The lips, the lips

Thirsty, ruffled, the torrid lips!

Flowering! Flowering!

Kisses! Wine!

Ruddy

Golden

Cider

Wine!

Thou and myself!

Myself and Thou!

Thou?!

 

 

 

Half-Light

 

Bright wakes the dark

Dark fights the flash

Space explodes the spaces and

Fragments suffocate in loneliness.

The soul dances celestial

And

Swings and swings

And

Quakes in space

With Thou!

My appendages seek out

My appendages to caress

My linked members

Sink down swinging, suffocated

In

The immensity

Of Thou!

 

Bright fights the dark

Dark feeds on the flash

And space explodes in loneliness

The soul just

Ruffles in

Swirls!

My linked members

Gyrate

In

The immensity

Of Thou!

Bright’s the flash!

Loneliness gasps!

Flowing immensity

Rips me

Through

Thou.

Thou!

 

 

 

 


[i] “Guard Duty” August Stramm: Wache. This “DU” poem is from his final, posthumous publication in 1916, Tropfblut: Gedichte aus dem Krieg (“Rogue-Blood: Poems from the War”).

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On 4/11/2023 at 9:48 AM, Parker Owens said:

Daydreaming and Longing echo most in my mind; the connection with the other across space touches me especially. Half Light, with its insistent rhythm, balances these. Thank you again for sharing these with us. 

Zeit (time) and Raum (space) feature boldly in many of Stramm's poems. As much as they make their presence known throughout the "Lover Poems," they become regular modes of expression in the man's posthumously published war poems Tropfblut: Gedichte aus dem Krieg ("Rogue-Blood: Poems from the War.") 

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On 4/11/2023 at 7:22 PM, raven1 said:

The images and words of these poems starkly speak to all of the different and sometimes dissonant facets in a relationship.  Stramm was able to evoke a range of different emotions in these poems.  Thanks AC for these charged poems of love.

Thanks, Terry, for sharing your thoughts. I think using the term "charged" is very apt for Stramm's collection of "Lover Poems." Certainly, the degree of passion expressed can approach a dangerous (perhaps "borderline" is better . . . ) level of feelings, but I'm sure this has to be Expressionist Stramm's intent. The questions such work raises in us, perhaps below the level of consciousness, is the primary dreamlike thrust of German Expressionism as an art movement, whether it's shared through painting, drawing, prose or poetry. It's the movement's defining characteristic, in my opinion

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I agree with Steve on this collection, it was all over the place.  I thought Daydreaming was think about a special person, and then Strife reminded me of how a person might feel if he hooked up with someone totally opposite of himself after a night of partying.  The were poems that sounded hopeful and others that sounded as if he was in total dispair.  You did a number on my emotions with this set.  

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On 4/17/2023 at 1:13 PM, wildone said:

This set of poems was a bit of a rollercoaster rIde to me. Just the first two had me going from feelings of hope, to feelings of despair. As many point out they may be in reference to relationships, I guess this is how every relationship goes. Thanks!

Thanks, wildone. Stramm devised his "THOU" collection to have a bunch of shorter poems in the center. This is what we're encountering in this installment, as the division into part to post on GA is entirely my undoing. These smaller vignettes do run the gamut, from tender and connected, to shut-out and lonely. But that's all part of love, isn't it?  

Thanks again for your thoughtful and supportive thoughts. They're greatly appreciated  

9 hours ago, Bill W said:

I agree with Steve on this collection, it was all over the place.  I thought Daydreaming was thinking about a special person, and then Strife reminded me of how a person might feel if he hooked up with someone totally opposite of himself after a night of partying.  The were poems that sounded hopeful and others that sounded as if he was in total despair.  You did a number on my emotions with this set.  

Thank you, Bill! It was a bit of a challenge (meaning, extremely hard!) to divvy up the 30+ poems of Stramm's "DU" collection into chapters to post on GA. I opted to keep most of these middle-section sketches together, as the set starts and ends with longer, meatier pieces of verse.

Thanks again for reading and commenting. I appreciate your sticking it out with these poems

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On 4/30/2023 at 5:22 PM, Valkyrie said:

I like how the scents shoot up like shivers in Daydreaming and how kissing and laughter are the remedy for Strife.  I'm glad I finally have a little time to catch up on the anthology! 

Thank you, Valkyrie. Daydreaming is a wonderful poem to my taste. And the title -- to make it Dream, Reverie, Dreaming, Daydreaming -- I chose the last because the poet seems to be awake while thinking these things. This in itself is an interesting juxtaposition, as much of the opus of Expressionist thought (whether presented though artwork, stage pieces, prose or poetry) deals with dream symbology. So, to me, calling this poem a waking dream seemed to fit best.

Thanks again!    

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