Inventur
Von Günter Eich (1907-1977)
Dies ist
meine Mütze,
dies ist
mein Mantel,
hier mein
Rasierzeug
im Beutel
aus Leinen.
Konservenbüchse:
Mein
Teller, mein Becher,
ich hab in
das Weissblech
den Namen
geritzt.
Geritzt
hier mit diesem kostbaren
Nagel,
den vor
begehrlichen Augen ich
berge.
Im
Brotbeutel sind
ein Paar
wollene Socken
und
einiges, was ich
niemand
verrate,
so dient es
als Kissen
nachts
meinem Kopf.
Die Pappe hier liegt
zwischen
mir und der Erde.
Die Bleistiftmine
lieb ich am
meisten:
Tags
schreibt sie mir Verse,
die nachts
ich erdacht.
Dies ist
mein Notizbuch,
dies meine
Zeltbahn,
dies ist
mein Handtuch,
dies ist
mein Zwirn.
This is a poem I read last semester in my German literature class that really stuck with me. Instead of wasting an entire page translating this for everyone, I'll just sum it up. The author, Guenter Eich, was a holocaust survivor. In this peom, Eich describes his daily life while living in a concentration camp. This poem illustrates to its readers the simplicity of life and the importance of the bare necessities one needs to live. The grammar is short and sweet as compared to the typical lengthy sentences one often finds in German literature. The importance of this grammar is that it highlights the idea of "simplicity." You don't need much to live, and this poem is certainly a testament to that. The title of the poem "Inventur" translates directly to "Inventure", which is exactly what the poem is all about. Eich lists, in a very simple way, the items he is able to live with in his camp bunk. He mentions items such as a hat, a razor blade, a jacket, a linen bag, a tin can he carved his name into, socks, a nail used for writing, and the list goes on. As you can see, he doesn't have much. What's interesting is Eich's emphasis on the fact that he has his name etched into a tin can. It makes that can his own; he finds beauty in having something left to his name that's so basic to mankind: a writing utensil. I've always liked this poem because the rhetoric is so impressive. Eich's use of simple writing really illustrates the significance and impact the holocaust had on his life. Eich's simplicity exaggerates the giant impact Hitler had on the world at the time. Read aloud, this poem, no matter what language you can speak or understand, screams "basic." There are so many natural pauses exactly where they should be, which carries over into such a somber vibe. Although in German, this is one of my favorite pieces of literature.
Thanks for sharing that, I'm big into literature so I think that that's pretty cool. Adam and I actually took a seminar class last semester about the Holocaust. The teacher - we loathed. But, at least personally, I learned a lot about from the class. And we even had a survivor come in and talk one time, which was pretty amazing.
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