LL-L "Literature" 2009.02.27 (02) [E/LS/German]
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From: Hannelore Hinz < HanneHinz at t-online.de>
Subject: LL-L "Literature" 2009.02.25 (02) [E]
Leiwe Frünn',
künn sien, ick bruk noch Hülp ...
*SOLCH' BRUTALER DURST*
- leere tage, gefüllt mit zeit,
und es sind bedeutungslose todesfälle,
also quälend langsam;
blutrote sonnenuntergänge und all jenes gewäsch,
heiße nordwestwinde und eiskalter regen ...
indes politische ansprachen, schleppendes hinterteil
ähnlich einem sterbenden hund nachgehen (d),
seinen mut zerschlagen;
wie die der arbeitslosen stunden
jene blut aus den herzen der hoffnung saugen
- der tag unterscheidet sich von seinem erzeuger
erst in seinen schwachen ausflüchten -
ich bin in Arbeitslosigkeit:
kein jugendlicher teufel aus mittelalterlicher nacht,
nein alter roter dämon
immer eure gestelzten seelen
mit derart brutalem durst,
solch' entsetzliches wohlgefallen
Up Mäkelborgsch, Germany
*SONN UNMINSCHLICHEN DÖST*
- lerrig daag, drangenvull mit tiet,
un dat sünd ahnbelang starwens,
also äbendrächtig tausetten;
bläudigrod dat sünnensacken un all' sonn tratschen snack,
nuurdwestwind'n so heit un ieskollt' rägen ...
jedoch egennütt'n räden as släpen achterdeil
ein'n starwen hund nahgahn,
sien' maut intweislagen;
so as stunn' ahn arbeit
jenne ut de hapen harten dat blaut suugen
- denn' dag utenannerhollen von sien' maker
ierst nah sien swacken (loesig) ut sick ruträden -
ick bün ahn arbeit:
kein jungen düwel ut mittelöllern nacht,
nee olle rode dämon
ümmer juug up stelten gahn seelen
mit de oort unminschlichen döst,
sonn gruugen wollbehagen
Best' Gräuten.
Hanne Hinz
From: Wesley Parish <wes.parish at paradise.net.nz>
Subject: LL-L "Language diversity" 2009.02.20 (01) [E/LS]
Well, Ron, after giving the matter a great deal of thought, I think these
two: "Such Savage Thirst"
http://masalai.free.fr/Such-Savage-Thirst.html
and "There wasn't any jobs:"
http://masalai.free.fr/no-jobs.html
are the ones most useful in the current economic climate - and besides, if
people do take up the challenge of turning the
http://masalai.free.fr/no-jobs.html one into a song or chant:
"Nota Bene: If any gifted singer, songwriter, band, etc, wants to make
political hay out of this poem, please feel free to do so - as long as you
remember who wrote it, and provide due acknowledgement and attribution."
it'll make my day!
Then I'll cackle deep inside my Evil Overlord's Overcoat (TM) ...
Wesley Parish
"
Such Savage Thirst
- empty days filled with time,
and its many empty deaths,
so painfully slow;
bloodred sunsets and all that jazz,
hot norwesters and freezing rain ...
while political speeches drag hindquarters
like a dog to slow death,
its backbone shattered;
like the unemployed hours
that suck blood from the heart of hope
- the day differs from its sire
only in its lame excuses -
I am Unemployment:
no teen devil of mediaeval night,
no ancient Commie demon
ever stalked your souls
with such savage thirst,
such diabolical delight
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