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KSV-Antrittslesung von R. Lederer, G. Stadler, D. Travner am 7. Mai in Klagenfurt

30 Tuesday Apr 2019

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Dagmar Travner, G. Apo Stadler, Gabriele Russwurm-Biro, Kärntner SchriftstellerInnen Verband, KSV, Lesung, Rosemarie Lederer

Diese Erde ist eine unbarmherzige Liebhaberin. Sie ist verhext. Sie ist eine Zauberin! Sie nimmt Sie in ihre Arme und läßt Sie nie wieder gehen.

Bruce Chatwin: In Patagonien

 

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Vorstellung der neuen Mitglieder des Kärntner SchriftstellerInnenVerbandes

Zeit: Dienstag, den 7. Mai 2019, um 19:30 Uhr
Ort: Robert-Musil-Haus, 1. Stock, Bahnhofstr. 50, Klagenfurt
Es lesen: Rosemarie Lederer, G. Apo Stadler und Dagmar Travner
Moderation: Gabriele Russwurm-Biro

 

 

G. Apo Stadler liest u.a. aus seiner Kurzgeschichte “Fluss des Lebens”, die über eine Reise nach Patagonien erzählt und dabei eine Brücke in die Kindheit schlägt:

G. Apo Stadler

G. Apo Stadler

Der Rio Baker ist der wasserreichste Fluss Chiles. Er hat es als einziger geschafft, die Anden zu durchbrechen. Diese Kraft spüre ich auch jetzt durch meine Adern fließen. Ich bin völlig entspannt, ruhig, eine unbeschreibliche Klarheit umfängt mich. Vor meinem geistigen Auge läuft ein Film ab.

Das Jahr 1951: Ich bin allein im Zimmer…

 

 

 

Wasser – in etwas anderer Ausprägung – ist auch für Dagmar Travner der Ausgangspunkt für weiter führende Reflexionen. Die Autorin begibt sich mit ihrem Text “Meer: Die See sehen” an selbiges und spielt mit Erinnerungen und Gestalten, Formen und Farben:

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Dagmar Travner

Nicht ohne Grund tauchen wir träumend tief in das Meer ein – was als Schwebezustand wunderschön wie auch beängstigend sein kann. Das Bild ist so stark, dass sich viele Menschen sogar im Wachzustand vor tiefen Gewässern fürchten, die so unergründlich, ja gefährlich sind: voller Schlingpflanzen, scharfer Felsen und unheimlicher Lebewesen.
Geben wir dem Meer mehr Bedeutungstiefe als ihm zusteht?

 

 

Weiter in die Tiefe menschlicher Abgründe dringt Rosemarie Lederer mit ihrem Roman “Verwahrlost” vor:

Rosemarie Lederer

Rosemarie Lederer

Man sagt, die Liebe findet man, indem man liebt.
Wie soll einer lieben lernen, wenn das Zuhause, der Ort, der Geborgenheit und Liebe vermitteln soll, zum Ort der Angst wird?
Paul flüchtet hinter die rote Wand der Verdrängung. Schritt für Schritt lernt er eine neue Welt kennen.

 

 

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Nacht Gang

28 Wednesday Sep 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Auf Deutsch, Fiction, Literature, Poetry

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andersheit, dream, herzschlag, love, Lyrik, melodie, poem, traum, waka

träume – nachtgang durch
landschaften von andersheit
deine hand in meiner
komm! hör den herzschlag
spür meine melodie
schau meine gedanken

Übertragung ins Deutsche von Night Walk (vorhergehender Post)

Sedōka – eine japanische Gedichtform mit den max. Silben 5-7-7-5-7-7,
ähnlich dem Haiku und Tanka stellt er eine Unterordnung des Waka dar.

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Tanka: Night Walk

27 Tuesday Sep 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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dream, heartbeat, love, night, poem, Tanka

dreaming – night walk through
landscapes of otherness
your hand in mine
come, listen to heartbeats
feel my tune, see my thoughts

Tanka is a form of Japanese poetry, similar to Haiku, but older and consisting of max. 5-7-5-7-7 Syllables.

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Anmerkung eines Augenblicks

13 Tuesday Sep 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Auf Deutsch, Fiction, Literature, Poetry

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Augenblick, Erinnerung, Lyrik, poem, Romantik, Schrift, Spuren

Seltsam, deine Tinte
in meinem Schreibbuch zu finden
die Spuren deiner Füllfeder
in meiner Handschrift zu lesen…

Erinnerst du
diesen Augenblick…

Anmerkung eines Augenblicks

English version: Traces of a Moment

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Traces of a Moment

13 Tuesday Sep 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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moment, poem, romance, souvenir, writing

So strange to find

this special ink in my notebook
reading the traces of your fountain pen
written down by my own hand.

Do you remember
this blink of a moment…

German version: Anmerkung eines Augenblicks

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Haiku: Sunny Eyes

04 Thursday Aug 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, Literature, Poetry

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eyes, gaze, haiku, love, moment, poem, sad, summer, sun

sunny eyes, sad soul
only love seizes the truth
in a moment’s gaze

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Haiku: Lush Roses

26 Thursday May 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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air, blooming, haiku, love, poem, rose, scent, summer

lush roses blooming
an intense scent of love
sweet sweat in the air

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Haiku: Dark Heart

24 Tuesday May 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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body, dark, embrace, haiku, heart, hot, lips, love, poem, soul, summer, touch

dark curtains, hot lips
wandering hands, bodies touch
soul fusion, heart break

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Haiku: False Dreams

24 Tuesday May 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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blurred, cricket, dream, false, forgotten, haiku, love, memory, poem, skin, spring

false cricket chirping
touching skins, blurred memories
forsaken bodies

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Haiku: Breeze of Sorrows

22 Sunday May 2011

Posted by Dag Travner in Fiction, In English, Literature, Poetry

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bird, breeze, burning, cat, haiku, poem, sorrow, summer

burning summer breeze
cats lazily chewing birds
merciless sorrows

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Tanka: Enticing Melodies

28 Monday Mar 2011

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dream, green, journey, love, melody, poem, Tanka

green mead, frail blooming
birds’ enticing melodies
when you grasped my hand
dragging me into your dreams
swift overwhelming journey

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Haiku: Night’s Clarity

27 Sunday Mar 2011

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haiku, night, poem, remote, spring, tune

distant tune creeping
into flesh, night’s clarity
throbbing heartbeat hurts

 

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Haiku: Tunes of Desire

15 Tuesday Mar 2011

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bird, blue, desire, haiku, longing, love, magic, melody, sky, spring

blue skies, airy clouds
magical bird melodies
tunes of desire

 

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Tanka: Balmy Breeze

14 Monday Mar 2011

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bird, breeze, kiss, love, poem, remote, spring, sun, Tanka

singing birds, sunshine
vibrant beams of intense warmth
fond smiles, tender thoughts

balmy breeze on lips, sensing
your gentle kiss, faraway

 

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Haiku: Blue Blooming

14 Monday Mar 2011

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breeze, dream, haiku, poem, spring, tune

blue blooming, stormy
spring stroll, breeze of reverie
reverberant tune

 

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