Date: Sun, 1 Feb 1998 17:11:52 +0100 Subject: Re: ME's new article (3) From: artefact-AT-t-online.de (Michael Eldred) Cologne, 01 February 1998 Henk van Tuijl schrieb: > "Naming quietly" in order that the Other remain coming ("die Kommenden > bleiben") might be seen as Heidegger's - enlightening - view on the > essence of the I-You relation. Aren't we whispering when entering a > church? When we embrace the one we love? Heidegger may have a point > here. It may be that we are trying to keep a distance. Mutatatis > mutandis, if the distance is too great we - at least those of us with a > Judean-Christian background call God to account (_an-klagen_) and cry > out: "Where are You?" The same goes for the one we love (most texts in > popular music are variations on this theme). Such quietness is associated with the awe before God, because the Judean-Christian God is awe-ful. It has struck me repeatedly in Buddhist and Taoist temples I have visited that these are not awe-ful places; that the indigenous visitors to these temples have a relaxed, but nonetheless serious, relationship with the divine. The quiet naming of the gods or the other seems to have to do with sheltering that to which we are closest, as if in the very closeness the other necessarily remains veiled. The abyss cannot have a spotlight shone upon it. Celan: > >"Du hoersts regnen > >und meinst, auch diesmal > >sei's Gott." > > >"You hear it raining > >and think that this time too > >it is God." > > Heidegger rightly says, that being a poet is "In-der-Mitte-sein" between > the Being of God and man. And if God is "nichts als Zeit" (nothing else > but time; GA39:54), Celan might have meant to say here: "You hear it > raining and think that this time too it is Time". Henk, thank you for pointing your finger in this direction. It is not easy, and perhaps also entirely inappropriate, to try to link Hoelderlin with Celan too immediately, but we can attempt it nevertheless. The first half of the above-quoted poem runs as follows: "Die Entsprungenen Graupapageien lesen die Messe in deinem Mund." "The escaped grey parrots read mass in your mouth." So, you parrot mass and think that God is everywhere. This image of relgious ritual that has worn itself out in mindless repetition is far from the godly dimension of time into which the poets reach up from their lonely summits. Time is the dimension of history, and the "creative ones" persist and endure in their loneliness in opening an other historical timespace in which time constellates an other historical world. Is god then the personification of the dimension from which history comes towards us? The creative ones have the job ("Auftrag", GA39:58) of opening up this historical time through word, music, painting, sculpting, acting... History arrives from the gaping chaos of time and needs the creative ones to give it definition. Michael _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- artefact text and translation _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- made by art _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- http://www.webcom.com/artefact/ _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ artefact-AT-t-online.de-_-_ _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Dr Michael Eldred -_-_-_ _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- --- from list heidegger-AT-lists.village.virginia.edu ---
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