{"id":662,"date":"2008-11-09T03:35:00","date_gmt":"2008-11-09T11:35:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/?p=662"},"modified":"2008-11-09T03:35:00","modified_gmt":"2008-11-09T11:35:00","slug":"kristallnacht","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/kristallnacht\/","title":{"rendered":"Kristallnacht"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">Tonight is the seventieth anniversary of <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Kristallnacht\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Kristallnacht<\/span><\/a>, the night of the first major Nazi pogrom also known as <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Reichspogromnacht<\/span>. On that night 72 Jews were killed and some 25 to 30.000 were arrested and deported to concentration camps. Here is a poem written in 1962 and gathered in the volume <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">Die Niemandsrose<\/span>. In it Paul Celan remembers the chance occurrence of him traveling through Berlin by train on that very night as a young student going from his home town, Czernowitz, then in Romania, to Tours in France, to study medicine.  As usual Celan&#8217;s references to those &#8220;events&#8221; is minimal and deeply embedded in a poem written in Switzerland and whose title refers to a Paris square, a favorite place for Celan \u2014 who also counts up the years of his exile in France as well as the years (9) between his first passage through Paris in November 1938 and his settling in that country. My translation  (note that the penultimate stanza that begins &#8220;Via Krakow&#8221; should be indented):<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\"><\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"font-weight: bold;\">La Contrescarpe<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Break out the breathcoin<br \/>from the air around you and the tree:<br \/>so<br \/>much<br \/>is required from him<br \/>whom hope carts up and down<br \/>the hearthumpway\u2014so<br \/>much<\/p>\n<p>at the turning,<br \/>where he meets the breadarrow<br \/>that drunk the wine of his night, the wine<br \/>of the misery-, the kings-<br \/>vigil.<\/p>\n<p>Didn&#8217;t the hands come along, the awake<br \/>ones, didn&#8217;t happiness, deeply<br \/>embedded in her chalice-eye, come?<br \/>Didn\u2019t the human-toned, lidded<br \/>Marchpipe come along, that gave light,<br \/>back then, widely?<\/p>\n<p>Did the carrier pigeon sheer off, was its ring<br \/>to be deciphered? (All those<br \/>clouds around it \u2014 they were readable.) Did the<br \/>flock suffer it? And understand<br \/>and take off while it stayed away?<\/p>\n<p>Roof shingle slipway, \u2014 on pigeon-<br \/>keel what swims is laid. Through the bulkheads<br \/>the message bleeds, time-barred things<br \/>go overboard:<\/p>\n<p>  Via Krakow<br \/>  you came, at the Anhalter<br \/>  railway station<br \/>  a smoke flowed towards your glance,<br \/>  it already belonged to tomorrow. Under<br \/>  pawlownias<br \/>  you saw the knifes stand, again,<br \/>  made sharp by distance. There was<br \/>  dancing. (Quatorze<br \/>  juillets. Et plus de neufs autres.)<br \/>  Overdwarf, monkeyverse, slantmouth<br \/>  mimed lived experience. The lord,<br \/>  wrapped in a banner, joined<br \/>  the swarm. He snapped<br \/>  himself<br \/>  a little souvenir. The self-<br \/>  timer, that was<br \/>  you.<\/p>\n<p>O this dis-<br \/>friending. Yet again,<br \/>there, where you have to go, the one<br \/>exact<br \/>crystal.<span style=\"font-style: italic;\"><\/span><span style=\"font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;\"><br \/><\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><\/div>\n<div style=\"margin-top: 10px; height: 15px;\" class=\"zemanta-pixie\"><a class=\"zemanta-pixie-a\" href=\"http:\/\/reblog.zemanta.com\/zemified\/ffc13650-9971-4d44-abb8-60caa8cd3dba\/\" title=\"Zemified by Zemanta\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"border: medium none ; float: right;\" class=\"zemanta-pixie-img lazyload\" data-src=\"http:\/\/img.zemanta.com\/reblog_e.png?x-id=ffc13650-9971-4d44-abb8-60caa8cd3dba\" alt=\"Reblog this post [with Zemanta]\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tonight is the seventieth anniversary of Kristallnacht, the night of the first major Nazi pogrom also known as Reichspogromnacht. On that night 72 Jews were killed and some 25 to 30.000 were arrested and&#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":[83],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-662","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-paul-celan"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/662","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=662"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/662\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=662"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=662"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pierrejoris.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=662"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}