Saturday, February 23, 2013
Paul Celan talks to Jean Daive.
In Todtnauberg there is a fountain crowned with a starry die, and I thought about our conversation. Do you remember our starry pavement?
Well, I saw it again at Heidegger’s, I met him in his forest full of paths that go nowhere.
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