EMBODIED FRAGMENTS: Confession

An unnamed critic: “Wait a second, you have a theological and ideological agenda!”

Marx: We all do.

Hölderlin: "Sonnenuntergang"

Wo bist du? trunken dämmert die Seele mir
Von aller deiner Wonne; denn eben ist's,
Dass ich gelauscht, wie, goldner Töne
Voll, der entzückende Sonnenjüngling

Sein Abendlied auf himmlischer Leier spielt';
Es tönten rings die Wälder und Hügel nach.
Doch fern ist er zu frommen Völkern,
Die ihn noch ehren, hinweggegangen.

[Where are you? My soul looms drunken
With all your joy; for it is just this moment
That I was listening to the
Entrancing youthful sun-god

Play his evening song on a heavenly lyre;
The woods and hills re-echoed his golden tones.
But he is gone, far away to pious people
Who still revere him.]

EMBODIED FRAGMENTS

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Confession

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