Last week, in the run up to our website relaunch and the live event, we started an open call and asked for your short ‘Space Poems’. The call is closed now and we would like to thank everyone who took part!! We received 15 poems, sent to us in English and German via twitter, facebook and as blog comments and enjoyed reading the poems a lot. We hope you all do!
… and here are the Space Poems …
when we credulously
reached for the clouds
from the mouth of
a careless fish
by Achim Wagner (via twitter)
words are vinds which blow roofs
Daiga Mežaka (via blog comment)
There’s no sound in a space poem, only the charged particles of solar wind.
by Dave Bonta (via twitter)
Weil polygam in der
Dode jedan ratom
by Friedrich Stockmeier (via facebook)
At one gee
an event horizon forms
one light year
behind my ship:
no news from home
as long as my engine holds out.
(from Microcosms, 5/2011)
by Geoffrey A. Landis (via blog comment)
This poem was read at the lyrikline relaunch event, selected by Catalan lyrikline partner Julià Florit.
im Tosen beginnen die Automaten zu sprechen,
die Menschen zittern und lauschen.
Gebete denkt sich einer.
by Julia Dathe (via facebook)
don’t let me guess what you want
give me or go play somewhere else
in the digital void it’s too dark to see
underground in me is a deep mine
laid by the Furies.
They got tired of people robbing
my precious ores.
If I keep on following
this vein of thought
(too late to replace the years
too bored for revenge)
I’ll end up like those aging rock ’n folk heroes
writing songs of disillusion
spiked with passive aggression
You know, the brittle lyrics that skate
coolly along the surface
endorsing the chosen path of the past
(Don’t look back.) Then crack
to reveal the anger in the last line
with a parting shot. Bang! Bang! —
I wrote you off. All of you.
© Karen Margolis
Berlin, August 2013 (via blog comment)
What would I wear into space?
My black dress with the tiny silver beads.
Not the one with swirls of blue and green
soft lonely longing.
by Kirsty Elliot (via blog comment)
„Au“- schrie es in meinem Kopf. Eine reflexive Reaktion auf das zwickende Zwerchfell? Ein Zwitschern des Augenliedes und katarrhhh klingt es rumorvoll langsam aus.
Er hatte einen traumhaften Schaum. Auf der Etikette stand „selbstaussäend“, doch das las er nicht, sondern setzte sich und dekorierte den Rest mit Passionsflüchten.
2 poems by Lydia (via blog comment)
wir bewegen uns durch welten
nehmen uns her
und bringen uns ein
räumen die welt aus den räumen
by Matthias Dietrich (via blog comment)
All-That-Is a boundless dot, through time and space itself forgot: Dichtung means densification of all-that-matters as vibration.
by Raffael Kéménczy (via twitter)
Message in a bottle of dreams
you should call it free
or else uncoil it
through thin air and in the misfit casts
of rident expansion.”
“Botschaft in einer Flasche aus Träumen
frei nennen / oder abspulen
durch dünne Luft und in den Fehlschmelzen
by Schirin Nowrousian (via facebook)
This poem was read at the lyrikline relaunch event, selected by Belgian poet Els Moors.
A ship at sail…
-does it ever think
the waters may abscond?
Or that the mast
is a woodworm’s nest?–
The bow divides the waves
trusting its strength
and is a god in motion.
by Therese Pace (via blog comment)
Wohin geht der Zugangscode wenn man ihn gedrückt hat?
by UKON (via twitter)
This poem was read at the lyrikline relaunch event, selected by Swedish publisher Thomas Andersson.
Okay, so maybe the September 1st lyrikline relaunch isn’t quite the same as the discovery of a new solar system (even though there is so much to be explored on the new site). Either way, we’d like to send out an open call to all users, followers, poetry fans, and writers for their twitter length “tiny poems” on the topic “space” for our web relaunch on Sunday. Your poems will be published on the lyrikline blog and we will ask the poets reading at the event on Sunday to select and read their favourites. The relaunch event starts on September 1st at 7pm (UTC+2) and can be watched via live stream on the lyrikline website.
The poems shouldn’t exceed 140 characters and can be posted from now on until Sunday 7:30pm (UTC+2) via twitter (addressed @lyrikline or by using the hashtag #spacepoem), by sending a message to our Facebook fanpage or by commenting on this blog post. They should be written in English or German, since these are the main languages of the event.
Why ‘Space Poems’?
The relaunch event on Sunday takes place at a very special venue in Berlin: the c-base space station beneath Berlin-Mitte. We’d like to bring the users and the venue together by collecting ‘space poems,’ as is apropos of the event location. We’d be happy if many of you contributed poems for the celebration. Here’s a bit more about the ‘legendary’ c-base…
According to a myth there are remnants of a space station called c-base underneath Berlin’s city centre. This space station allegedly crashed due to unstable conditions in its orbit after exiting a time warp. The space station’s antenna is the Fernsehturm, the TV tower in Berlin. A multifunctional space station module, which ejected during the crash, is now under intense research and serves as the current premises of the c-base association.
Myths and legends aside, c-base is an association whose main aims are to promote skills and knowledge of computers and data networks. It was one of the first hackerspaces in the world. We would like to thank the members and the circle of the c-base for hosting the lyrikline relaunch event and for their support.