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World poetry day: when words paint

Why all the writing books, when sometimes a few lines? Worldwide, the UNESCO celebrates on 21.3. a somewhat out of fashion come the text genre. To find right, also we. Here are our six favorite poems.

“And quiet, the Rhine flows” in the romantic poem “the song of the Loreley” by Heinrich Heine

Iambic or trochee? As a young student is troubled by the formalities of poems, studied, Measured, learns one or the other line by heart. Then later, maybe as a Teenager or young adult, is a the actual art behind the words, aware of if poems the images in your head or feelings shake-up. Such as the “death Fugue” by Paul Celan about the murderous daily life in Auschwitz, one of literally the blood freeze in the veins. How can the Horror of this place better than in these lines? Many of the poems are true works of art.

Since 2000, UNESCO reminds therefore on the day of the poetry in this particular type of text. Worldwide held readings and exhibitions, or prizes awarded. In Germany, the literature is Berlin workshop of the day, this year, with authors from Norway, the USA, India and Syria. Not at all dusty, the literature showed workshop at the first world day of poetry, when she brought the oldest art form in the world of modern communications:
the online portal “lyric line”.

A bit of advertising for the poetry, however, cannot damage, Poet, no simple status in the literary landscape. It is already as a fiction writer, not easy to make a living from the profession, as poets have it, due to the low readership in Germany that much harder. Remarkably, therefore, the Jury’s decision to the Leipzig book award 2015 in the category of fiction: With Jan Wagner was honored for the first Time, a poet. Also in this year a poet with Marion Poschmann again on the Shortlist.

And we, the Culture editor, have taken us in the current culture time for the day of poetry: What poems have impressed us so far? What is the us dream, wonder, or laugh? A lot of fun with our six favorite poems.

High above the beautiful virgin is seated with the Golden hair of the Rhine should captains prefer not to be distracted

Heinrich Heine: the song of the Loreley

I don’t know what it’s supposed to mean
I’m so sad;
A fairy tale from ancient times,
This is not in my mind.

The air is cool and it darkens,
And quiet of the river Rhine;
The summit of the mountain sparkles
In The Evening Sunshine.

The most beautiful maiden sits
Up there, wonderful;
Your goldnes jewellery English,
She combs her Golden hair.

She combs it with Golden combs
And sings a song thereby;
This has a wondrous,
Quack.

The boatman in the small vessels
It seizes with wild Woe;
He didn’t look at the rocks,
He only looks up in the air.

I believe that the waves devour
The sailor and his boat;
And with your Singing
The Lorelei done.

Trench exams without vowels and Wear? Schtzngrmm. Sounds like a grenade blows and volleys of rifle-fire

Ernst Jandl: schtzngrmm

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grrrmmmmm
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s——c——h
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grrrmmmmm
schtzn
schtzn
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tssssssssssssssssssss
grrt
grrrrrt
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Haiku – the kürzteste poem form in the world comes from Japan, consisting of three word groups

Haiku of Ryôta:

Oh, this full moon:
When I come once again,
As jaw please!

Rilke’s cat of the drama takes place in a Paris Zoo

Rainer Maria Rilke: The Panther

In the Jardin des Plantes, Paris

His gaze is from the Passing of the rods
so tired that he holds nothing more.
It is as if there were a thousand bars
and behind a thousand bars no world.

The soft gait of supple strong steps,
turning in the very smallest circles,
is like a dance of strength around a center,
in the stunned, a great will stands.

Only sometimes the curtain of the pupil pushes
silently on -. Then an image enters,
tense silence goes through the limbs –
and ends in the heart.

Klaus Kinski was crazy after women. Also, according to Romy Schneider, and made the poem as a Zitator famous

François Villon: A love ballad to an ecology of mind

I am so wild for your strawberry mouth,
I screamed my lungs sore
after your white body, you woman.
In clover, as the may has made a bed,
there is a beautiful pastime blooms
with your body the long night.
I want to be in the deep valley
your prayers and your star husband.

In the deep Erdbeertal, black hair,
I slept many a summer year
when you asleep but never too much.
I now have a red animal in the blood,
it makes me joyful courage.
Come on, I know a nice game
in the dark valley, in the shell base…
I am so wild for your strawberry mouth!

The gray world makes no joy,
I was the most beautiful summer,
and you hats also brought no luck;
only the red mouth have,
for me so deep in the hair keeps…
I search him for the long night
In the Wintertal, in the ashes of reason…
I am so wild for your strawberry mouth.

In the Wintertal, in the black berries, herb,
since the snow has built its Nest
and don’t ask where the love is,
And didn’t the red animal so deep
know when I slept with you.
Only the Winter would be over
and again, the green of the meadow!
…I am so wild for your strawberry mouth!

Master of the Satire, the spiritual father of “Max and Moritz” and a pioneer of the comic book artist: Wilhelm Busch

Wilhelm Busch: The flying frog

If a, with difficulty, hardly,
has climbed on a tree,
already says,
that he were a bird,
so you are wrong.