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Our Games do not End
Poems
"Nothing retains its shape / and nothing is lost," reads the opening poem, "To a Thirteen-Year-Old," in Dirk von Petersdorff's new poetry collection. Affectionately observant, rich in detail, as finely ironic as unflinching, the poem about the daughter, with its melancholy undertone, sets the mood for the entire collection: "From your room I carry / a yogurt cup with mold culture / and a cereal, hardened / like mortar: you could build a house with it./ But you don't want a house, you want to emigrate."
Thresholds to life, to death, farewells and arrivals, old and new love, the objects of everyday life and those of pop as well as high culture, August Macke and the skateboard: Dirk von Petersdorff is the lyricist of an unfinished present, which feels a kinship to the oldest, but still cannot find any unreserved security in him. Thoughtful and in the sovereign handling of the richness of forms of the lyrical tradition a pleasure, fine fishing nets that can grasp the transformations of the present: the poems of this volume are small poetic studies of transformation.
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Published by C.H.Beck Main content page count: 80 Pages |