Tag Archives: Paul Celan

Ground Under our Feet?

We live between four walls, they are temporary, fragile, often cheap, sometimes made of scythed corn stalks.  They have been speared into the ground for the Jewish holiday of Sukkot, they won’t hold for long, their very nature is impermanence.  … Continue reading

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Autumn Wars and other poems

Last night I came across a lovely autumnal phrase from a Paul Celan’s poem, “Corona”: “Autumn nibbles its leaf from my hand: we are friends.” Celan doesn’t leave it there. “We shell time from the nuts and teach it to … Continue reading

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