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Uljana Wolf

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in all honesty i possess eleven fingers, outside of honesty too. it's a clumpcloddy finger, the eleventh, with clodhopper knuckles, it's what the word churl would look like if it came to earth or scudded beneath it in finger form. elves dangle and twirl from the gnarly joints on the sabbath. such a muchness, but truly, when a wind kicks up you can hear the hinges creaking.

© Translation: 2011, Susan Bernofsky
From: False Friends
Publisher: Ugly Duckling Presse, New York, 2011

elf – enkel

elf – enkel

ich habe, wenn ich ehrlich bin, einen elften finger, und wenn ich lüge auch. es ist ein knubbelfinger, der elfte, mit knarzenden knöcheln, so sähe das wort kobold aus, käme es als finger auf die erde, oder unter. an den zähen gelenken hängen sonntags meine enkel und schaukeln. all das kommt plötzlich, trotzdem wahr, wenn wind geht, kannst dus in den angeln quietschen hören.

© 2009, kookbooks
From: falsche freunde
Publisher: kookbooks, Idstein

Uljana Wolf

Uljana Wolf

(Germany, 1979)

The German poet and translator Uljana Wolf was born in East Berlin, and studied German literature, English, and Cultural Studies, in Berlin and Krakow. Her poems have appeared in journals and anthologies in Germany and all over Europe. Given the ease with which Uljana Wolf’s poems appear to be written – with her playful use of language and sense of rhythm – one might think that writing poetry...

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in all honesty i possess eleven fingers, outside of honesty too. it's a clumpcloddy finger, the eleventh, with clodhopper knuckles, it's what the word churl would look like if it came to earth or scudded beneath it in finger form. elves dangle and twirl from the gnarly joints on the sabbath. such a muchness, but truly, when a wind kicks up you can hear the hinges creaking.

© 2011, Susan Bernofsky
From: False Friends
Publisher: 2011, Ugly Duckling Presse, New York

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in all honesty i possess eleven fingers, outside of honesty too. it's a clumpcloddy finger, the eleventh, with clodhopper knuckles, it's what the word churl would look like if it came to earth or scudded beneath it in finger form. elves dangle and twirl from the gnarly joints on the sabbath. such a muchness, but truly, when a wind kicks up you can hear the hinges creaking.

© 2011, Susan Bernofsky
From: False Friends
Publisher: 2011, Ugly Duckling Presse, New York

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