Showing posts with label Samuel Beckett. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samuel Beckett. Show all posts

Wednesday, 19 May 2010

Neither

to and fro in shadow from inner to outer shadow
from impenetrable self to impenetrable unself
by way of neither
as between two lit refuges whose doors once
neared gently close, once away turned from
gently part again
beckoned back and forth and turned away
heedless of the way, intent on the one gleam
or the other
unheard footfalls only sound
till at last halt for good, absent for good
from self and other
then no sound
then gently light unfading on that unheeded
neither
unspeakable home

Samuel Beckett (1906-1989)

Ooftish

offer it up plank it down Golgotha was only the potegg
cancer angina it is all one to us
cough up your T.B. don't be stingy
no trifle is too trifling not even a thrombus
anything venereal is especially welcome
that old toga in the mothballs
don't be sentimental you won't be wanting it again
send it along we'll put it in the pot with the rest
with your love requited and unrequited
the things taken too late the things taken too soon
the spirit aching bullock's scrotum
you won't cure it you won't endure it
it is you it equals you any fool has to pity you
so parcel up the whole issue and send it along
the whole misery diagnosed undiagnosed misdiagnosed
get your friends to do the same we'll make use of it
we'll make sense of it we'll put it in the pot with the rest
it all boils down to blood of lamb

Samuel Beckett, 1938

Was würde ich tun ohne diese Welt

was würde ich tun ohne diese Welt
ohne Gesicht
ohne Fragen
wo Sein nur einen Augenblick dauert
wo jeder Augenblick
ins Leere fließt
und ins Vergessen
gewesen zu sein
ohne diese Welle
wo am Ende
Körper und Schatten zusammen verschlungen werden
was würde ich tun ohne diese Stille
Schlund der Seufzer
die wütend nach Hilfe
nach Liebe lechzen
ohne diesen Himmel der sich erhebt
über dem Staub seines Ballasts
was würde ich tun
ich würde wie gestern
wie heute
tun
durch mein Bullauge schauend
ob ich nicht allein bin
beim Irren und Schweifen
fern von allem Leben
in einem Puppenraum
ohne Stimme
inmitten der Stimmen
die mit mir eingesperrt
 
Samuel Beckett (1906-1989)

Ping

All known all white bare white body fixed one yard legs
joined like sewn. Light heat white floor one square yard never seen. White
walls one yard by two white ceiling one square yard never seen. Bare white
body fixed only the eyes only just. Traces blurs light grey almost white
on white. Hands hanging palms front white feet heels together right angle.
Light heat white planes shining white bare white body fixed ping fixed
elsewhere. Traces blurs signs no meaning light grey almost white. Bare
white body fixed white on white invisible. Only the eyes only just light
blue almost white. Head naught eyes light blue almost white silence within.
Brief murmurs only just almost never all known. Traces blur signs no meaning
light grey almost white. Legs joined like sewn heels together right angle.
Traces alone uncover given black light grey almost white on white. Light
heat white walls shining white one yard by two. Bare white body fixed
one yard ping fixed elsewhere. Traces blurs signs no meaning light grey
almost white. White feet toes joined like sewn heels together right angle
invisible. Eyes alone uncover given blue light blue almost white. Murmur
only just almost never one second perhaps not alone. Given rose only just
bare white body fixed one yard white on white invisible. All white all
known murmurs only just almost never always the same white invisible.
Bare white body fixed ping elsewhere. Only the eyes only just light blue
almost white fixed front. Ping murmur only just almost never one second
perhaps a way out. Head naught eyes light blue almost white fixed front
ping murmur ping silence. Eyes holes light blue almost white mouth white
seam like sewn invisible. Ping murmur perhaps a nature one second almost
never that much memory almost never. White walls each its trace grey blur
signs no meaning light grey almost white. Light heat all known all white
planes meeting invisible. Ping murmur only just almost never one second
perhaps a meaning that much memory almost never. White feet toes joined
like sewn heels together right angle ping elsewhere no sound. Hands hanging
palms front legs joined like sewn. Head naught eyes holes light blue almost
white fixed front silence within. Ping elsewhere always there but that
known not. Eyes holes light blue alone uncover given blue light blue almost
white only colour fixed front. All white all known white planes shining
white ping murmur only just almost never one second light time that much
memory almost never. Bare white body fixed one yard ping fixed elsewhere
white on white invisible heart breath no sound. Only the eyes given blue
light blue almost white fixed front only colour alone uncover. Planes
meeting invisible one only shining white infinite but that known not.
Nose ears while holes mouth white seam like sewn invisible. Ping murmurs
only just almost never one second always the same all known. Given rose
only just bare white body fixed one yard invisible all known without within.
Ping perhaps a nature one image same time a little less blue and white
in the wind. White ceiling shining white one square yard never seen ping
perhaps away out there one second ping silence. Traces alone uncover
given black grey blurs signs no meaning grey light almost white always
the same. Ping perhaps not alone one second with image always the silence.
Given rose only just nails fallen white over. Long hair fallen white invisible
over. White scars invisible same white as flesh torn of old given rose
only just. Ping image only just almost never one second light time blue
and white in the wind. Head naught nose ears white holes mouth white seam
like sewn invisible over. Only the eyes given blue fixed front light blue
almost white only colour alone uncover. Light heat white planes shining
white one only shining white infinite but that known not. Ping a nature
only just almost never one second with image same time a little less blue
and white in the wind. Traces blues light grey eyes holes light blue almost
white fixed front ping a meaning only just almost never ping silence.
Bare white one yard fixed ping fixed elsewhere no sound legs joined like
sewn heels together right angle hands hanging palms front. Head naught
eyes holes light blue almost white fixed front silence within. Ping elsewhere
always there but that known not. Ping perhaps not alone one second with
image same time a little less dim eye black and white half closed along
lashes imploring that much memory almost never. A far flash of time all
white all over all of old ping flash white walls shining white no trace
eyes holes light blue almost white last colour ping white over. Ping fixed
last elsewhere legs joined like sewn heels together right angle hands
hanging palms front head naught eyes white invisible fixed front over.
Given rose only just one yard invisible bare white all known without within
over. White ceiling never seen ping of old only just almost never one
second light time white floor never seen ping of old perhaps there. Ping
of old only just perhaps a meaning nature one second almost never blue
and white in that much memory henceforth never. White planes no traces
shining white one only shining white infinite but that known not. Light
heat all known all white heart breath no sound. Head naught eyes fixed
front old ping last murmur one second perhaps not alone eye unlustrous
black and white half closed long lashes imploring ping silence ping over.


Samuel Beckett, 1966