{"id":10682,"date":"2022-01-28T14:04:45","date_gmt":"2022-01-28T12:04:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10682"},"modified":"2022-01-30T13:09:28","modified_gmt":"2022-01-30T11:09:28","slug":"dunkles-zu-sagen-lucruri-intunecate-de-spus-dark-things-to-say","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10682","title":{"rendered":"DUNKLES ZU SAGEN \/ A VORBI DESPRE INTUNERIC \/ TO SPEAK OF DARKNESS"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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DUNKLES ZU SAGEN \/ A VORBI DESPRE INTUNERIC \/ TO SPEAK OF DARKNESS<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Wie Orpheus spiel ich
auf den Saiten des Lebens den Tod
und in die Sch\u00f6nheid der Erde
und deiner Augen, die den Himmel verwalten,
weiss ich nur Dunkles zu sagen.<\/p>\n


Vergiss nicht, dass auch du, pl\u00f6tzlich,
an jedem Morgen, als dein Lager
noch nass war von Tau und die Nelke
an deinem Herzen schlief,
den dunklen Fluss sahst,
der an dir vorbeizog.<\/p>\n


Die Saite des Schweigens
gespannt auf die Welle van Blut,
griff ich dein tonendes Herz.
Verwandelt ward deine Locke
ins Schattenhaar der Nacht,
der finsternis schwarze Flocken
beschneiten dein Anlitz.<\/p>\n


Und ich gehor dir nicht zu.
Beide klagen wir nun.<\/p>\n


Aber wie Orpheus weiss ich
auf der Seite des Todes das Leben,
und mir blaut
dein fur immer geschlossenes Aug.<\/p>\n


INGEBORG BACHMANN<\/p>\n


……………..<\/p>\n


A VORBI DESPRE INTUNERIC<\/p>\n


Asemenea lui Orfeu, eu cant
moartea pe strunele vie\u021bii
\u0219i \u00een frumuse\u021bea p\u0103m\u00e2ntului
\u0219i-a ochilor t\u0103i ce stapanesc ceruri,
stiu doar despre-ntuneric sa spun.<\/p>\n


Sa nu uiti c\u0103 \u0219i tu, deodat\u0103,
\u00een fiece diminea\u021b\u0103, c\u00e2nd patu-ti
\u00eenc\u0103 umed de rou\u0103 era \u0219i garoafa
de pe inima-ti dormea,
ai v\u0103zut r\u00e2ul \u00eentunecat,
care pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine trecea.<\/p>\n


Struna t\u0103cerii
\u00eencordata pe valul de s\u00e2nge,
ti-am prins inima care batea.
Buclele tale s-au peschimbat
\u00een p\u0103rul umbros al nop\u021bii,
fulgii negri ai beznei
pe fa\u021ba ta ningeau.<\/p>\n


\u0218i nu m\u0103 voi supune \u021bie.
Am\u00e2ndoi ne plangem acum.<\/p>\n


Dar, ca Orfeu, eu \u0219tiu
via\u021ba de partea mor\u021bii,
\u0219i pentru mine albastru e
ochiul t\u0103u \u00eenchis pe vecie.<\/p>\n


………………<\/p>\n


TO SPEAK OF DARKNESS<\/p>\n


Like Orpheus I play,
on the strings of life, death
and in the beauty of the earth
and your eyes that rule the sky,
I know only of darkness to speak.<\/p>\n


Don’t forget that, suddenly,
each morning as your bed
was still wet with dew and the carnation
on your heart slept,
you too saw the dark river
that passed you by.<\/p>\n


The String of Silence
strung on the tide of blood,
I took hold of thy sounding heart.
Turned were thy curls
into the shadowy hair of the night,
black flakes of darkness
snowed upon thy face.<\/p>\n


And I will not obey thee.
Both of us lament now.<\/p>\n


But like Orpheus I know
life is on death’s side,
and to me blue will be
your forever closed eye.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n


traducere, M. M. Biela<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[36],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10682","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-translated-german-english"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10682","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10682"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10682\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10702,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10682\/revisions\/10702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10682"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10682"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10682"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}