#friedrich hölderlin

[nobeerreviews]

Fall was for us a brother of spring, full of mild fire, a festive time for the memory of suffering and past joys of love.

-- Friedrich Hölderlin

[majestativa]

You would have taken my soul spellbound into your embracing arms as into a magic circle.

— FRIEDRICH HÖLDERLIN ⚜️ Hyperion, transl. by Ross Benjamin, (2008)

[minastrit]

"Çünkü senin içinde göğün bütün tanrılarını

ve yerin bütün insanlarını unutuyorum.."

[jareckiworld]

Josef Vyleťal (1940-1989) — Portrait of the Poet, Friedrich Hölderlin [oil on wood, 1974]

[sharpenededges]

Friedrich Hölderlin

[liebesfraulein]

Trees were my teachers melodious trees and I learned to love among flowers.

— Friedrich Hölderlin, Selected Poems and Fragments

[the-framed-maelstrom]

Near is And hard to grasp, the God. But where danger is, Grows the saving power as well. In the depths of the grove, The springs rush forth, And the stream, with the face of the rock, Speaks its brazen voice. But the anguished human Wanders and searches below, Looking upward; Yet the pure ones Name the heavenly beings, Who withdraw themselves And give no sign.

Friedrich Hölderlin, Patmos

[aschenblumen]

Bertolt Becht, Antígona. Versión a partir de la traducción de Friedrich Hölderlin de la tragedia de Sófocles. Edición digitalizada sin datos editoriales, disponible aquí.

[yeryuzugokyuzu]

“Sessiz akan türküler öğrettin bana,

Ve gürültüsüz yaşamayı.”

...

Friedrich Hölderlin

[zero-zoxx-international]

Metaphysisches Porträt Friedrich Hölderlins, (Metaphysical Portrait of Friedrich Hölderlin), 2005 by J.G.Wind

[mioritic]

Friedrich Hölderlin (1770–1843)

"Ihr sichergebaueten Alpen", ca. 1802-1807

Gelesen von Bruno Ganz

[majestativa]

Nameless longing often nearly tore my breast asunder, and often the mighty love raged in me like an imprisoned Titan.

— FRIEDRICH HÖLDERLIN ⚜️ Hyperion, transl. by Ross Benjamin, (2008)

[huzursuzlugun-blogu]

Ve kim başarır kalbini güzel sınırlar içinde tutmayı,

tüm dünya ona yumruklarıyla vururken?

[artisthomes]

The Hölderlinturm, Friedrich Hölderlin's home, in Tübingen, Germany

[obsessioncollector]

Whoever acknowledges effective action in the thick of history as his essential task cannot prefer artistic action. Art acts poorly and little. It is clear that if Marx had followed the dreams of his youth and written the most beautiful novels in the world, he would have enchanted the world, but he would not have shaken it. Thus it is Capital that must be written and not War and Peace... It suffices to remember what Hölderlin wrote—Hölderlin about whom it would not be enough to say that his fate was linked to poetry’s, for he had no existence at all except in and for poetry. And yet, in 1799, speaking of the revolution which he saw imperiled, he wrote to his brother, 'And if the kingdom of darkness erupts after all in full force, then let us throw our pens under the table and go in God’s name where the need is greatest and our presence the most useful.'

Maurice Blanchot, The Space of Literature, trans. Ann Smock

[less-ismore]

Barbara Klemm, Zwingel, the path to the Hölderlin tower, Tübingen.

From Hölderlins Orte. Fotografien von Barbara Klemm, 2020.