{"id":10690,"date":"2022-01-28T14:13:31","date_gmt":"2022-01-28T12:13:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10690"},"modified":"2022-01-29T12:17:28","modified_gmt":"2022-01-29T10:17:28","slug":"bautzener-memento-bautzen-memento-bautzen-memento","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10690","title":{"rendered":"BAUTZENER MEMENTO \/ BAUTZEN MEMENTO \/ BAUTZEN MEMENTO"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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BAUTZENER MEMENTO \/ BAUTZEN MEMENTO \/ BAUTZEN MEMENTO<\/p>\n


Da k\u00f6nnte kommen das Unwegsame bei Nacht,
ein W\u00fchlen, ein Strom, der die D\u00e4mme zerbricht
(der scheue Hengst deiner Tr\u00e4ume sprengt fort
f\u00fcr immer auf brausenden L\u00fcften).
Da k\u00f6nnte kommen das Ende des W\u00fcrfelns,
die Hartknochenfaust, die mit blindem Schlag
schimmerndem Glas das Spiegelbild nimmt
(die Tanzende schluckt einen Splitter).
Da k\u00f6nnte kommen ein Fr\u00fchd\u00e4mmer-Schein,
fahl \u00fcber Zahnr\u00e4der, Menschengesichter,
die stocken im Faulschlamm gesunkener Flut
und sp\u00fcren den Morgen nicht.<\/p>\n

ROLAND ERB<\/p>\n

…………………………..<\/p>\n


BAUTZEN MEMENTO<\/p>\n


There could come the impassable by night,
a rummage, a torrent that breaks the dams
(the shy stallion of your dreams blows away
forever on roaring air).
There could come the end of dice rolling,
the hard-boned fist, taking the reflection
from the shimmering glass
with a blind blow
(the dancer swallows a splinter).
There could come an early dawn,
pale over the gears, human faces,
stagnating in the rotten mud of a sunken tide
and not feeling the morning.<\/p>\n

…………………………..<\/p>\n


BAUTZEN MEMENTO<\/p>\n

Ar putea veni inaccesibilul noaptea,
o r\u0103scolire, un torent care s\u0103 rup\u0103 barajele
(arm\u0103sarul timid al viselor tale pufneste
pe vecie in aer mugind).
Ar putea veni sf\u00e2r\u0219itul jocului de zaruri,
pumnul puternic osos,
care ia reflexia sticlei stralucitoare
cu o lovitur\u0103 oarb\u0103
(dansatorul \u00eenghite o a\u0219chie).
Ar putea veni o lucire de zori,
palida peste unelte, chipuri umane,
statute \u00een noroiul putred al unei maree scufundate
fara a simti diminea\u021ba.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

traducere, Maria Magdalena 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":[39],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10690","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-roland"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10690","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=10690"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10690\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10693,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10690\/revisions\/10693"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10690"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10690"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10690"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}