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June 30, 2006

Closure

Posted by Horst on June 30, 2006 11:43 PM to metablogging | Tell-a-friend
Comments
Adalbert said on July 1, 2006 03:27 PM:

What´s this? What´s happening here?

sabine said on July 1, 2006 04:21 PM:

or rather: what is not happening here?

ibert said on July 1, 2006 04:25 PM:

Bye, Robert

!

Jann said on July 1, 2006 05:31 PM:

I'm afraid to ask what this means, so I won't. Guess I'll find out soon enough.

scott said on July 1, 2006 10:37 PM:

It's me, right? come on, dude! don't go!

It's the fever and the sunburn, right?

nora said on July 2, 2006 06:28 AM:

?

laura said on July 3, 2006 02:03 AM:

what is this one-dot journalism?

dieter said on July 3, 2006 09:14 AM:

Temporary or permanent????

Ingmar Greil said on July 4, 2006 10:04 AM:

What's that, closed for the holidays? Nothing serious, I hope.

Aardvarksken said on July 5, 2006 11:49 AM:

Got your link from a girlfriend. I'm a Belgian Aardvark, having a blog since september last year.. Nice to see that our species have an international live on the internet. Aardvarks rule !

annette said on July 7, 2006 05:00 PM:

please come back!
this is ominous!

Richard said on July 7, 2006 06:30 PM:

Hmm, I really need to start commenting now as well. Are you on vacation?

ibert said on July 11, 2006 10:12 AM:

Robert Gernhardt
Last Call
(Ach. Lichte Gedichte, p. 206)

Right up to my final hour
I'll be obliging and polite.
Should I hear Death firmly knocking
I'll shout at once: come in! Alright?

What's on the schedule? Is it dying?
Well, that's something rather new.
But I'm sure that we can swing it,
showing them a thing or two.

What is this? Your hour glass?
Interesting! And good to grasp.
And the scythe is for grim reaping,
did you say? I'd thought I'd ask.

Which way should I turn from here?
To the left? From where you stand?
Well, alright then. To the graveyard?
Where I take my final hand?

Yes, the glass is out of sand now.
Oh, I see, you want it back.
May I ask you where you got it?
So unusual, all in black.

Is it antique? Oh well, whatever.
I only meant to ask, old chap -
What? No questions? No more talking?
That's fine by me. I'll shut my -

*

(From signandsight.com, translated by Ursula Runde)

Horst said on July 11, 2006 04:59 PM:

Um, this post was not about Robert Gernhardt.

ibert said on July 11, 2006 07:27 PM:

Too late. In modern poetry the intentions of the author are only marginal.
If you don't want to make modern poetry then you must work harder and use more words.

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