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Translation Trashbin - 42. leib eigen & fremd

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von leib eigen & fremd

haste was kannste
von einem zum andren
sind alle
zu allem bereit
was recht ist
verraten gesichter
ohne sicht
was los ist
liegt auf der kippe
im ankommen
bleibts zwischen
berührung & zweifel
gehts irgendwo
fort mitm leib
eigen & fremd

 

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from flesh owned & extrinsic

 
hurry while you may
from one to another
be prepared
for every plot twist
the upright
backstab faces
without looking
while what happens
in between reclines
upon a slope
that must show up
And remain twix
touches & doubt
outside the flesh
owned & extrinsic

—Frank Lanzendörfer,

1980s

 
 
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So if the English 101 professor had pointed to me for a reaction, I would say:  The words paint a picture of anxiety and insecurity.  I'm reminded of wandering through a known-by-osmosis, wooded hangout where everyone is a stranger trying to connect with other strangers with whom they will probably not again connect.

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1 hour ago, Backwoods Boy said:

So if the English 101 professor had pointed to me for a reaction, I would say:  The words paint a picture of anxiety and insecurity.  I'm reminded of wandering through a known-by-osmosis, wooded hangout where everyone is a stranger trying to connect with other strangers with whom they will probably not again connect.

Thanks, Jon. Lanzendörfer was an East German, trying to navigate genuine interpersonal relationships in an environment where any of the people/person(s) you fall for could be an agent of the government (most likely by blackmail). It's hopeless therefore, the State asserted, to even try and be anything but a good little Party cog in the system. For a visual artist and poet like Lanzendörfer, this became more and more difficult to reconcile.

This man's work really touches me deeply  

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1 hour ago, AC Benus said:

Thanks, Jon. Lanzendörfer was an East German, trying to navigate genuine interpersonal relationships in an environment where any of the people/person(s) you fall for could be an agent of the government (most likely by blackmail). It's hopeless therefore, the State asserted, to even try and be anything but a good little Party cog in the system. For a visual artist and poet like Lanzendörfer, this became more and more difficult to reconcile.

This man's work really touches me deeply  

Thanks for the additional details, which add dimension to the work.  Though the reality is still several orders of magnitude more serious, I would add that my commentary was based on observations in a small, conservative city where the stranger could well be an undercover cop.  

Given the actual scenario, I'm reminded of a book I just finished - an authorized James Bond novel written recently by Anthony Horowitz.  Set in a divided Berlin, it predates Lanzendörfer and has nothing to do with forbidden relationships, but definitely paints the dark, big-brother-is-watching background.

 

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I was all asea in English 101, but I’d agree with @Backwoods Boy that anxiety and fear seem to color this poem most. Your added information helps make that case too: how could Lanzendorfer trust anyone? 

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On 3/19/2023 at 7:10 PM, Parker Owens said:

I was all asea in English 101, but I’d agree with @Backwoods Boy that anxiety and fear seem to color this poem most. Your added information helps make that case too: how could Lanzendorfer trust anyone? 

Thanks for reading and commenting, my friend. I have much to dig into in Lanzendorfer's work. He moves me, plain and simple. I can't explain how or why, but he does.

Thanks again

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