#danielle collobert

[watchoutforintellect]

these months speak years.

Danielle Collobert, from Notebooks: 1956-1978 (Translated by Norma Cole)

[elizabethanism]

Here, we die—in the greatest possible despair—

hands grasping to the roof of the city as to not abandon it,

to not let go of this earth—screaming that we want to stay.

We grasp with our hands when the body is already powerless

and it slips—we love, suffocating with terror and tenderness

everything that is present.

Danielle Collobert, Dire 1 et 2

[harrypotterhousequotes]

SLYTHERIN: “I rise and carry on. One more time.” --Danielle Collobert (Murder)

[cosechadehuellas]

una palabra en los músculos – en la frente – alrededor

de los tobillos – entre los muslos – cansancio

ni sentido – ni sensación

dilatadamente latir – pulsiones en el cuello – en las

orejas – pulsaciones en el silencio apenas remover – ligero movimiento en el espacio

– alrededor

latidos apenas perceptibles – para nada

temblores a flor de piel – para nada

no sentir nada- no decir – nada

dulzura

no detenerse aún

abrazar – abrazo de las palabras apretar – más fuerte

sacudidas – eyección

desplazamiento hacia fuera

de lo negro a lo claro

erupción – habitual- sangrienta

una aproximación para ser palabra-espasmo

nacimiento – desprendimiento sospecha – dudar

el futuro de la palabra rechazado en lo claro – lo legible

– y la incertidumbre

▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎

seul mot dans les muscles – sur le front – autour

des chevilles – entre les cuisses – fatigue

ni sens ni sensation

longuement battre – pulsions au cou – aux

oreilles – pulsations dans le silence

à peine remuer – léger mouvement dans l’espace

– autour

battements à peine perceptibles – pour rien

frémissements au ras de la peau – pour rien

ne rien sentir – ne rien dire – rien douceur

ne pas s’arrêter encore

etreindre – étreinte des mots / serrer – plus fort

secousses – éjection

glissements en dehors

du noir vers le clair

eruption – habituelle – sanglante

une approche pour être

mot-spasme

naissance – détachement

soupçon – hésiter

l’avenir du mot rejeté dans le clair – le lisible

– et l’incertitude

• Danielle Collobert, Decir vivo a quién, Kokoro Libros / Kriller71 Ediciones, Barcelona, 2017

Antología bilingüe, traducción de Antonio F. Rodríguez

[finita--la--commedia]

… what force is in this desire to walk alone, upright, from one end of the harbor to the other, directly into the storm. Trying to be upright, alone, against the sea, alive, powerful, mortal.

Danielle Collobert (1940–78), from “Murder” (1964), translated from the French by NathanaeI

[vide-et-sans-forme]

Danielle Collobert - Meurtre.

[whisper-machine-blog]

Murder by Danielle Collobert

[mybarricades]

Danielle Collobert

Survival

“i going voice no response sometimes articulate words / only silence response to other ear never / if in mute the world no noise / rushes into the blue cosmos / no question but vertical voyage / i going slipment to the horizon / all the same all mortal starting with the i / fleeing the horizon at full tilt / finally hear only music in the cries / enough enough / exit / to enter born on debris the terrain hardly recognised / emerged out of salty mire the foetus out of sewer / solar plexus eaten away anguish exuding lungs breath panting 

neck gripped by the rope wake up / shudder wake up / burnt consumed monk / die body / beyond hands caresses / far from lips drank / memory of the body / letting go present the moment survival / without knowing what to open onto energy to imagination responded / stammerings hardly by the gashes / the cries from wounds’ edge insufficient / plunged black into the bloodbath / working one’s veins for words / i speech to open mouth open say i live to whom

flung into chaos no armour / will survive or not resistance to blows the long lifespan / i gone exploration of the abyss / groping about against day / cuffs on hands stigmata on wrists already / on feet irons chains / the distance of a step the unity of measure / i scraping my ground with it / in space the noise drags /  first up on prometheus’ soundtrack / vulture in the throat / with blows blood cut back endlessly toward silence / in the middle of the forehead the flat future desert / behind hidden maybe the body to cluster 

little living homing cell / going wanting desperately to stick its juice somewhere / kindness at mucous membranes the wait at orifices / the mute party first of life / engulfed in lava flow skin-tight word wall within which / no way to get the sounds out from beyond death just / strain the nerves to raise the sound the lips higher / the bone skull rang out / aching strangulation remain beyond death just / or not smile of smile devoid in reflections in black extinguished face / scarcely light of distant view / gone for the seven days of circular hell / creation torture and rest included / sleep of full earth and dreams included / 

whose sun sometimes music on big sky opened / flat on its back the sidelined / the quartered probable drawing on the thrust of the bearable for kicks / from that side from fairly deep the writing on body / i carving the sandy the moment rubbed out / emit fever from resonant lips the gong / or humming bullroarer fleeing the head / or drums of survival / or dry desert dust bombs / and always licking the flames the fear body /  i of insect living nailed to the wall / seeking living to suffering more / dreaming of it even at night / with a view to the definitive /

i time of what / the spread / wave rolled in view / unremittingly of the i fluid detected red / fragments imperceptible to little eye of time dumb view / onto space never more than a big field / the rest open to the wanderer the celestial visions / suck the phrases food without teeth / i crusher sounds syllables magma telluric tremors / or caught by tidal wave lost foot in subsoil syntax / days of passion / light of veins coming / on the surface the articulation / i spoken fervent energy the cry or as burn never spoken”

Danielle Collobert’s Survie

Reading Danielle Collobert; by John Taylor