De Deense dichteres, schrijfster en essayiste Inger Christensen werd geboren op 16 januari 1935 in de stad Vejle aan de oostkust van Jutland. Zie ook mijn blog van 16 januari 2008 en ook mijn blog van 16 januari 2009 en ook mijn blog van 16 januari 2010.
If I stand
If I stand
alone in the snow
it is clear
that I am a clock
how else would eternity
find its way around
Light: Winter
Winter is out for a lot this year
the beach already is stiff
all will be one will be one this year
wings and ice will be one in the world
all will be changed in the world:
the boat will hear its steps on the ice
the war will hear its war on the ice
the woman will hear her hour on the ice
the hour of birth in the ice of death
winter is out for a lot.
Out for the houses the cities
out for the forests the clouds
the mountains the valleys fear
the heart the children peace.
Winter is out for a lot this year
the hand already is stiff
the crying of children is heard in the house
one will we be one life
I hear my house slip with the world
and scream all that has been screamed
the heart rams its boat into ice
shells rustling in the hull
winter is out for as much.
If I freeze fast in the ice
if you freeze fast my child
my great forest next summer
my great fear as I come
if you freeze fast my life:
then I am a vulture of wings and ice
tearing my liver, my living life
awake in eternity.
This winter is in for a lot.
Vertaald door Susanna Nied
Inger Christensen (16 januari 1935 – 2 januari 2009)
Lees verder “Inger Christensen, Susan Sontag, Reinhard Jirgl, Uwe Grüning”