...when singing about home.
"......Be what it is, The Action of my life is like it, which I'll keep if but for sympathy."

Showing posts with label Sehnsucht. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sehnsucht. Show all posts
Sunday, 27 January 2013
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Sehnsucht und Zufall
Odd that my dearest friend would say that the German word she loved the most and believes to be unique to this tongue is "Sehnsucht" (best translation: longing), for I've just read an obituary for Jacques Derrida, in which "longing" was a main theme, connected with debt and death. And this is where the "Zufall/ coincidence" falls in, for when I was staying at my friend's in Paris and mentioned the name Derrida, her mother told me that she had been working as a nurse in the hospital where Derrida died and did remember his death.
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