{"id":4623,"date":"2020-11-09T16:43:35","date_gmt":"2020-11-09T14:43:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/?p=4623"},"modified":"2020-11-09T16:50:15","modified_gmt":"2020-11-09T14:50:15","slug":"655-corona-paul-celan-czernowitz-paris","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/655-corona-paul-celan-czernowitz-paris\/","title":{"rendered":"655 | Corona | Paul Celan, Czernowitz-Paris"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Poem to commemorate the 100th<\/sup> anniversary of Paul Celan<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"photo<\/p>\n

Josef Bordat, Germany<\/span><\/p>\n

Corona<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
\nWe shell time from the nuts and teach it to walk:
\ntime returns to the shell.<\/p>\n

In the mirror is Sunday,
\nin the dream we sleep,
\nthe mouth speaks true.<\/p>\n

My eye goes down to my lover\u2019s sex:
\nwe gaze at each other,
\nwe speak of dark things,<\/p>\n

we love each other like poppy and memory,
\nwe sleep like wine in the seashells,
\nlike the sea in the moon\u2019s blood-beam.<\/p>\n

We stand and embrace at the window, they watch us from the street:
\nit is time, for this to be known!
\nIt is time that the stone took the trouble to bloom,
\nthat unrest\u2019s heart started to beat.
\nIt\u2019s time for it to be time.<\/p>\n

It is time.<\/p>\n

Paul Celan<\/strong>, Czernowitz-Paris,1920-1979<\/p>\n

Translated by Pierre Joris<\/strong><\/p>\n

from \u201cPaul Celan, Memory Rose into Threshold Speech: The Collected Earlier Poetry <\/em>translated by Pierre Joris & with commentaries by Pierre Joris & Barbara Wiedemann (FSG, November 2020).
\n<\/span>https:\/\/us.macmillan.com\/books\/9780374298371<\/span><\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Poem to commemorate the 100th anniversary of Paul Celan Josef Bordat, Germany Corona   Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. We shell time from the nuts and teach it to walk: time returns to the shell. In the mirror is Sunday, in the dream we sleep, the mouth speaks true. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4624,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[33],"tags":[46,47],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4623"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4623"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4623\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4628,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4623\/revisions\/4628"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4624"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4623"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4623"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4623"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}