Poem
Gerhard Falkner
THE PAIN OF THE WORLD
”Sigh!” - if only I could sighwithout having to mean the sigh
that curls up before this sigh
for if Nothing came along I could sigh and say:
all for Nothing! In brotherly fashion this sigh
would jump to the aid of Nothing
the old shoulder embrace of sigh and Nothing
would stand at the ready, to carry the world\'s pain
on its hands, and the nIGHt, the night of world pain
would have taken the sigh into its midst,
and enveloped it with darkness, and Nought
I mean Nought Nought, not even a Nought at Night
would ever have to flee without a
”sigh!” following right behind.
For Nothing.
From: 8. Germanic
W e l t s c h m e r z
W e l t s c h m e r z
Ach könnt ich doch ach sagen könnenohne ein Ach damit meinen zu müssen
das sich windet vor diesem Ach
denn käme Umsonst dazu könnte ich sagen:
Ach, alles umsonst! Brüderlich würde
das Ach dem Umsonst beispringen
der alte Schulterschluß von Ach und Umsonst
stünde bereit, den Weltschmerz auf Händen
zu tragen, die nACHt, die Weltschmerznacht
hätte das Ach in ihre Mitte genommen
und mit Dunkelheit umsorgt, und nichts
gar nichts, aber auch gar nichts nachts
würde mehr fliehen müssen dem nicht ein
Ach hinterherflöge.
Umsonst.
From: Endogene Gedichte
Publisher: Dumont Verlag,
Publisher: Dumont Verlag,
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THE PAIN OF THE WORLD
”Sigh!” - if only I could sighwithout having to mean the sigh
that curls up before this sigh
for if Nothing came along I could sigh and say:
all for Nothing! In brotherly fashion this sigh
would jump to the aid of Nothing
the old shoulder embrace of sigh and Nothing
would stand at the ready, to carry the world\'s pain
on its hands, and the nIGHt, the night of world pain
would have taken the sigh into its midst,
and enveloped it with darkness, and Nought
I mean Nought Nought, not even a Nought at Night
would ever have to flee without a
”sigh!” following right behind.
For Nothing.
From: 8. Germanic
THE PAIN OF THE WORLD
”Sigh!” - if only I could sighwithout having to mean the sigh
that curls up before this sigh
for if Nothing came along I could sigh and say:
all for Nothing! In brotherly fashion this sigh
would jump to the aid of Nothing
the old shoulder embrace of sigh and Nothing
would stand at the ready, to carry the world\'s pain
on its hands, and the nIGHt, the night of world pain
would have taken the sigh into its midst,
and enveloped it with darkness, and Nought
I mean Nought Nought, not even a Nought at Night
would ever have to flee without a
”sigh!” following right behind.
For Nothing.
From: 8. Germanic
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