{"id":10085,"date":"2021-06-02T09:29:34","date_gmt":"2021-06-02T06:29:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10085"},"modified":"2021-06-02T09:29:35","modified_gmt":"2021-06-02T06:29:35","slug":"sprengung-der-paulinerkirche-im-jahr-1968-the-demolition-of-pauliner-church-in-1968-demolarea-bisericii-pauliner-in-1968","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10085","title":{"rendered":"SPRENGUNG DER PAULINERKIRCHE IM JAHR 1968 \/ THE DEMOLITION OF PAULINER CHURCH IN 1968 \/ DEMOLAREA BISERICII PAULINER \u00ceN 1968"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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SPRENGUNG DER PAULINERKIRCHE IM JAHR 1968 \/ THE DEMOLITION OF PAULINER CHURCH IN 1968 \/ DEMOLAREA BISERICII PAULINER \u00ceN 1968<\/p>\n


In einer riesigen Wolke Staub
leben die Bruchst\u00fccke fort.
Der Rest des gotischen Kreuzgangs,
die Kutten der Bettelm\u00f6nche,
das Feixen obsz\u00f6ner Studenten
unweit des Stadttors,
die erneute Kirchweih durch Luther
und Seelenqualen eines Musikdirektors
angesichts kr\u00e4hender Knaben.
Das vage Erscheinungsbild Gottschedts
auf dem Lehrstuhl gleich nebenan,
ein neugieriger Blick des Bummlers aus Frankfurt,
der Lilis Menagerie bald den Vorzug gab.
Der Altar, die Epitaphien, das Sitzbild Aquins
in der d\u00e4mmererf\u00fcllten Halle,
wo Jahrhunderte sp\u00e4]
nach Kriegen, Br\u00e4nden, Bombardements,
unter Medusenblicken und st\u00e4ndigem
Drohen mit Schlie\u00dfung
die Kanzelrede ge\u00fcbt wurde.
Und im Dezember der bachische Eingangschor
mit der unvergesslichen Trompete
Armin M\u00e4nnels
und Robert K\u00f6blers aufst\u00f6rendes Spiel
auf der kriegsversehrten Orgel.
Das dunkle Gef\u00fchl von Umzinglung
und Ohnmacht des Widerstands,
ein Foto aus dem Jahr 65,
das mich als Studenten zeigt vor dem Gem\u00e4uer,
als ich sprachlos verzweifelt liebte.
Aber dann
das Andr\u00e4ngen der Demonstranten,
die sto\u00dfenden Zw\u00f6lferreihen der Lederjacken,
als sie den Sperrzaun sch\u00fctzten,
und die Friedhofsruhe des Platzes
vor jenem dumpfen Knall,
da die Jahrtausend-Steine zerbarsten
und der Staub zum Himmel aufstieg.<\/p>\n


(aus: “M\u00e4rzenschaf. Gedichte”, Dresden, 1995)<\/p>\n

ROLAND ERB<\/p>\n

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THE DEMOLITION OF PAULINER CHURCH IN 1968<\/p>\n

In a huge cloud of dust
the fragments live on.
The rest of the Gothic cloister,
the robes of mendicant monks,
the smirking of obscene students
not far from the city gate,
the renewed parish consecration by Luther
and the anguish of a music director’s soul
in the face of crowing boys.
The vague appearance of Gottschedt
on the chair next door,
a curious look of the idler from Frankfurt,
who soon preferred Lili’s menagerie.
The altar, the epitaphs, the seat of Aquinas
in the dusk-filled hall,
where centuries later
after wars, fires, bombings,
under Medusa gazes and constant
threatened closure
the pulpit speech was practiced.
And in December the Bach opening choir
with the unforgettable trumpet
Armin Mannels
and Robert K\u00f6bler’s disturbing playing
on the war-damaged organ.
The dark feeling of being surrounded
and powerlessness of the resistance,
a photo from the year 65,
that shows me as a student in front of the walls,
When I loved speechless desperately.
But then
the crowd of demonstrators,
the pushing rows of twelve leather jackets,
as they protected the barrier fence,
and the cemetery serenity of the square
before that dull bang,
while the millennium stones shattered
and the dust rose to the sky.<\/p>\n

(from: “March sheep. Poems”, Dresden, 1995)<\/p>\n

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DEMOLAREA BISERICII PAULINER \u00ceN 1968<\/p>\n

\u00centr-un nor imens de praf
fragmentele mai tr\u0103iesc inca.
Restul m\u0103n\u0103stirii gotice,
hainele c\u0103lug\u0103rilor mendicanti,
z\u00e2mbetul elevilor obsceni
nu departe de poarta ora\u0219ului,
consacrarea parohial\u0103 re\u00eennoit\u0103 de c\u0103tre Luther
\u0219i agonia sufletului unui regizor muzical
\u00een fa\u021ba b\u0103ie\u021bilor care c\u00e2nt\u0103.
Aspectul vag al lui Gottschedt
pe scaunul de al\u0103turi,
o privire curioas\u0103 a unui pierde-vara din Frankfurt,
care a preferat cur\u00e2nd menajeria lui Lili.
Altarul, epitafele, scaunul lui Aquinas
\u00een sala plin\u0103 de amurg,
unde secole mai t\u00e2rziu
dup\u0103 r\u0103zboaie, incendii, bombardamente,
sub privirile Medusei \u0219i constante
amenintari de inchidere,
vorbirea de la amvon era practicat\u0103.
Iar \u00een decembrie corul de deschidere Bach
cu trompeta de neuitat
Armin Mannels
\u0219i sunetul tulbur\u0103tor al lui Robert K\u00f6bler
pe orga r\u0103nita de r\u0103zboi.
Senza\u021bia \u00eentunecat\u0103 de a fi \u00eenconjurat
\u0219i neputin\u021ba rezisten\u021bei,
o fotografie din anul 65,
care m\u0103 arat\u0103 student \u00een fa\u021ba zidurilor,
C\u00e2nd am iubit cu disperare f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte.
Dar apoi
mul\u021bimea de manifestan\u021bi,
imbulzeala celor dou\u0103sprezece jachete de piele,
\u00een timp ce protejau bariera,
\u0219i senin\u0103tatea de cimitir a pie\u021bei
\u00eenainte de acea bubuitur\u0103 surda,
pe c\u00e2nd pietrele mileniului se spulberau
iar praful se ridica spre cer. <\/p>\n

Translated by Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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