Wohin aber gehen wir
ohne sorge sei ohne sorge
wenn es dunkel und wenn es kalt wird
sei ohne sorge
aber mit musik
was sollen wir tun
heiter und mit musik
und denken
heiter
angesichts eines Endes
mit musik
und wohin tragen wir am besten
unsere Fragen und den Schauer aller Jahre
in die Traumwäscherei
ohne sorge sei ohne sorge
was aber geschieht am besten
wenn Totenstilleeintritt
ingeborg bachmann
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7 October 2008
like a dancer
When you were a child your mother thought,
As mothers sometimes do,
that you were strong enough and sure enough to someday be a dancer.
But when you were five or was it six or was it nine
You didn't want to dance,
you couldn't bear to dance
Unless you were dancing in the grass,
and dancing in the mud
as children often do as children often do.
And then your father kicked to you a ball.
And the ball was the shape of the whole wide world to you.
And now if you see green you can only think of one thing to do.
And the world slips away from your feet.
And the sky slips down into your arms.
And you are free you are free
you are absolutely free to be who you want.
To go where you can.
To be wild to be loud to fly in the mud and run in the rain.
Strong Enough.
And Sure Enough.
Like A Dancer.
July 1993
As mothers sometimes do,
that you were strong enough and sure enough to someday be a dancer.
But when you were five or was it six or was it nine
You didn't want to dance,
you couldn't bear to dance
Unless you were dancing in the grass,
and dancing in the mud
as children often do as children often do.
And then your father kicked to you a ball.
And the ball was the shape of the whole wide world to you.
And now if you see green you can only think of one thing to do.
And the world slips away from your feet.
And the sky slips down into your arms.
And you are free you are free
you are absolutely free to be who you want.
To go where you can.
To be wild to be loud to fly in the mud and run in the rain.
Strong Enough.
And Sure Enough.
Like A Dancer.
July 1993
5 October 2008
eyes wide open
Sulla sua porta di casa, mia madre appende il seguente memo.
La libertà è un sistema basato sul coraggio.
Un’ altra citazione, ovviamente. E ora so da chi ho ereditato la passione.
E quindi leggo, mi fermo e rifletto.
Ne concludo che semmai per me il problema è opposto.
Non mi manca il coraggio, piuttosto ho paura mi manchi la consapevolezza di averne o volerne usare troppo, quella capacità di distinguere tra situazioni e cose che ti salva la vita, che ti preserva da un’altra operazione a cuore aperto.
And that is it. Eyes wide open.
La libertà è un sistema basato sul coraggio.
Un’ altra citazione, ovviamente. E ora so da chi ho ereditato la passione.
E quindi leggo, mi fermo e rifletto.
Ne concludo che semmai per me il problema è opposto.
Non mi manca il coraggio, piuttosto ho paura mi manchi la consapevolezza di averne o volerne usare troppo, quella capacità di distinguere tra situazioni e cose che ti salva la vita, che ti preserva da un’altra operazione a cuore aperto.
And that is it. Eyes wide open.
1 October 2008
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