poem of the month – november

Posted: 5th November 2011 by admin in Allgemein
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novemberland – that’s where I’m from – that yearly celebrates every nine

that’s what I wish to leave cross fences never mine

but in the wrong shoes run to where I’m part of it

that’s where I am responsible for all the shit which changeably remains the same

novemberland – beneath the trash of trends is like

blue jeans loden are the name of the game

november´s dead – Faded photos from our late third reich for us who live there’s quite enough now to be done

but these are not the others those have had to be awoken thought up the same as doers by the self-same token

not written off nor tax free is the profit that is made

from debts that now by people of my sort must be paid

Günter Grass (2001, Steidl)


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