Bruderschaft Poem by Ingeborg Bachmann

Bruderschaft

Rating: 2.8


Each and every thing cuts wounds,
and neither of us has forgiven the other.
Hurting like you and hurtful,
I lived towards you.

Every touch augments
the pure, the spiritual touch;
we experience it as we age,
turned into coldest silence.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 08 January 2018

- 'Bruderschaft': 'brotherhood', 'fratellanza'

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