DEVOTION TO PERFECTION PAUL CELAN

Romantic night in romantic Belgrade  perfect  to refresh our romantic memories whispering again  words  of magical poetry until romantic morning one of those that counts to eternity.

 Corona was best description of US .  



One of countless possible translation this time by me from German in English .

CORONA

Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.

In the mirror it's Sunday,
in dream there is room for sleeping,
our mouths speak the truth.

My eye moves down to the eyes of my loved one:
we look at each other,
we exchange dark words,
we love each other like poppy and recollection,
we sleep like wine in the conchs,
like the sea in the moon's blood ray.

We stand by the window embracing, and people look up from
the street:
it is time they knew!
It is time the stone made an effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating heart.
It is time it were time.

It is time.” 






Belgrad   Terazije  2011
GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE WHEREVER YOU ARE

Samuel Barber - Adagio for Strings

Great poem would be a sin not to share

If you did not exist

If you did not exist Tell me why I would exist
To wander in a world without you
Without hope and without regret
And if you did not exist I would try to invent the love
As a painter who sees under his fingers
The birth of the colors of a day
And which does not return from there
And if you did not exist
Tell me for whom I would exist
The passer-bies asleep in my arms
Whom I would never love
And if you did not exist
I would only be one more point
In this world which comes and which goes
I would feel lost,
I would need you
And if you did not exist
Tell me how I would exist
I could pretend to be me
But I would not be true
And if you did not exist
I think that I would have found
The secret of life,
and why to live
Just to create you
And to look at you