“Language is a virus” wrote William S. Burroughs in 1962 (in his groundbreaking novel “The Ticket That Exploded”). Berlin is full of such viruses: swarming, crowding together, it is a joy. Berlin gets along with viruses, Berlin loves viruses, there is place for them here. We even get by, even with Covid. Literature is written in over one hundred and twenty languages in this city every day and, as always, we dig deep and make visible some of the most intriguing voices and texts. Virus or no virus; difficulties of all kinds; rules or no rules – writing is always done, dreams are always dreamt, there is always something new to discover. We always need poetry, we always need experiments, there can never be enough food for thought. Stadtsprachen therefore wont rest and the 15th issue of our magazine is published – almost concurrently with the 15th anniversary of the Berlin Literary Action, which publishes this magazine – at the beginning of autumn in anticipation of the new website, which we will launch with a completely new design by the end of this year to continue this multilingual project.<\/p>\n
There’s still much to read, and that will never be any different, now we’ve also included a musical poetry video, and soon there will be more just like it, as well as audios and related digital formats … This has less to do with us “going digital” because of Covid but because stadtsprachen magazin has always been completely digital right from the beginning.<\/p>\n
The contributions of 20 authors and 11 translators in French, Spanish, German, English, Portuguese, Dutch, Turkish, Czech and Russian (usually you can read each text in several of them) for this issue are strikingly visceral. Apparently, the virus-related restrictions of the last few months stimulate the senses, inviting thought games in which seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, feeling and immersion are all important. Obviously,\u00a0 viral restrictions stimulate us to think further, to think beyond, to feel more precisely, no matter in which language. Come into the open, friends!<\/p>\n
Martin Jankowski PS:<\/strong><\/p>\n Friedrich H\u00f6lderlin (1770\u2013<\/span>1843) Komm! ins Offene, Freund! zwar gl\u00e4nzt ein Weniges heute<\/em> “Language is a virus” wrote William S. Burroughs in 1962 (in his groundbreaking novel “The Ticket That Exploded”). Berlin is full of such viruses: swarming, crowding together, it is a joy. Berlin gets along with viruses, Berlin loves viruses, there is place for them here. We even get by, even with Covid. Literature is written […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":12911,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[39,5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13199","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-editorial","category-issue-15"],"yoast_head":"\n
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\nDer Gang aufs Land. An Landauer<\/p>\n
\nNur herunter und eng schlie\u00dfet der Himmel uns ein.<\/em>
\nWeder die Berge sind noch aufgegangen des Waldes<\/em>
\nGipfel nach Wunsch und leer ruht von Gesange die Luft.<\/em>
\nTr\u00fcb ists heut, es schlummern die G\u00e4ng\u2019 und die Gassen und fast will<\/em>
\nMir es scheinen, es sei, als in der bleiernen Zeit.<\/em>
\nDennoch gelinget der Wunsch, Rechtglaubige zweifeln an Einer<\/em>
\nStunde nicht und der Lust bleibe geweihet der Tag.<\/em>
\nDenn nicht wenig erfreut, was wir vom Himmel gewonnen,<\/em>
\nWenn ers weigert und doch g\u00f6nnet den Kindern zuletzt.
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