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Comentariu publicat de _-_ pe Iunie 12, 2008 la 6:35am
Such a fool I am and how brilliant you are, Lucia:

black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo

the language obscene -- > [Paul Celan too]
Ich ich

A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen

With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew --> [sefardit si anyone ]

Not God but a swastika [or wathever]
So black no sky could squeak through.

In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look --> [Who would not be scared of a guy with those hairs? (or another)]
And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do. --> [ Leni Riefenstahl "fascinante fascismo": fascinant fascismului. Evil images foarte. Ethical judgements maybe can be confused with estetic judgments: vampire here could be a jew in other work]

Arbeit Macht Frei! and Hannya

Mutumesc, Lucia, multumesc


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