{"id":277,"date":"2006-10-06T02:25:00","date_gmt":"2006-10-06T10:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/?p=277"},"modified":"2006-10-06T02:25:00","modified_gmt":"2006-10-06T10:25:00","slug":"oskar-pastior-1927-2006","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/oskar-pastior-1927-2006\/","title":{"rendered":"Oskar Pastior (1927-2006)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger2\/3504\/1589\/1600\/pastior.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 160px;\" data-src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger2\/3504\/1589\/400\/pastior.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">On 4 October the Romanian-German poet Oskar Pastior died in Frankfurt-am-Main shortly before his 79th birthday. He was to receive the B\u00fcchner Prize, the major German poetry prize, on 21 October (I reported on the awarding of the B\u00fcchner to Pastior on Nomadics blog back on 2nd June. You can still read the text<span style=\"font-size:100%;\"><span style=\"font-weight: normal;\"> Martin L\u00fcdke wrote about this event on  signandsight <a href=\"http:\/\/signandsight.com\/features\/785.html\">here<\/a>.<\/span><\/span>) Below an extract that speaks to Pastior&#8217;s multilinguism as a essential component of his art:<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span class=\"C6\"><br \/><\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p> Oskar Pastior was born in 1927 in Romania, and grew up in the multi-lingual environment of the Transylvanian town of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.sibiu.hermannstadt.ro\/sumar_frame_en.htm\" target=\"_blank\">Sibiu\/Hermannstadt<\/a> speaking the outmoded German of his forefathers. He says that he has this multilingualism to thank not only for the insights it gave him into the possibilities of writing, but above all the associated &#8220;<b>relativisation of normative thinking<\/b>&#8220;. He was deported in 1945 after the Red Army took control of Romania and spent almost five years in Soviet labour camps. After returning, he managed to complete his university entrance qualifications while doing his military service, and then went on to study. In 1968 he fled to the West, and since 1969 has lived in Berlin. And worked \u2013 on the language, with the language. &#8220;My seriousness is really rather childlike, akin to the games of kids who&#8217;ve had their <b>fingers burned<\/b>.&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span class=\"C6\"><br \/>Pastior&#8217;s sound-based &#038; pun-rich work poses great problems to translators for wide stretches, but we do have an excellent selection of his work in English: <\/span><span style=\"font-size:100%;\"><span style=\"font-weight: normal;\"><span style=\"font-size:100%;\"> <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;\" ><span class=\"header\"><i><a href=\"http:\/\/www.burningdeck.com\/catalog\/pastior.htm\">Many Glove            Compartments,<\/a> <\/i><\/span>translated from the German by              Harry Mathews, Christopher Middleton, Rosmarie Waldrop, <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;\" >&#038; with a guest appearance by John Yau (Burning Deck, 2001). You can also read a German-language obit that <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nzz.ch\/2006\/10\/06\/fe\/article9A3EI.html\">appeared<\/a> today in the Z\u00fcricher Zeitung. The poem below was published in June 2006 on the <a href=\"http:\/\/rwm.blogspot.com\/2006\/06\/oscar-pastior.html\">If&#8230; blog<\/a>.<br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<p><span class=\"C6\"><\/p>\n<p><\/span><b><\/b><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><b>always<\/b><\/p>\n<p><small>by Oscar Pastior<\/small><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>there&#8217;s no such thing as the poem.<br \/>there&#8217;s always only this poem that<br \/>happens to read you. but because<br \/>in this poem see above you can<br \/>say there&#8217;s no such thing as the<br \/>poem and there&#8217;s always only<br \/>this poem that happens to<br \/>read you even the poem that you<br \/>don&#8217;t read can read you and there be no<br \/>such thing as always only this<br \/>poem here. both you and you<br \/>read that and this. call both by<br \/>name: they read you even if<br \/>there&#8217;s no such thing as you only here<br \/>(<small><a href=\"http:\/\/www.lyrikline.org\/index.php?id=162&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;L=0&#038;author=op00&amp;show=Poems&#038;poemId=183&amp;cHash=36e8f5781f\">Translated by Rosmarie Waldrop<\/a> <\/small>)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On 4 October the Romanian-German poet Oskar Pastior died in Frankfurt-am-Main shortly before his 79th birthday. He was to receive the B\u00fcchner Prize, the major German poetry prize, on 21 October (I reported on&#46;&#46;&#46;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-277","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/277","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=277"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/277\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=277"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=277"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=277"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}