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wunderschön gefilmt von @aiouh - danke, kevin!
text: Kaffeehausschreiberin aus dem unveröffentlichten gedichtband Standardabweichungen - coming soon in der edition miromente
Months of Grey
The Viennese sky: a white cover, just light, no light – it’s like the endless search for a pen in your bag. How scary, to let poems slip through your fingers. The endless search for a friend in the lecture; I can’t make one, not a single one: I can’t find a pen to lend them. And I don’t know any poems by heart. Because now and then my tongue is getting too big for my mouth; I once literally slipped on a banana peel: It lay so brightly amidst the city’s months of grey. But somewhere between Now and Then I found a lookout for a friend, a curtain just as silky … Or was it only a glimpse slipping through my fingers, again: a smile, a pen?
— Maya Rinderer / Vienna, October 2015 from “The Different Meanings of Blue” (collection of poems, unpublished)
To Go On On The Go
The left headphone kept falling out of my ear. There's nothing like getting over the fear of dying alone; am I right? Imagine being the skull of a skeleton and forgetting how to dance. Are your knuckles itching yet? Mine sure are; lets make out with the orbit. My knuckles are itching from the warmth after having ridden my bicycle through the frosty night to knock on your door; this is the last time: Good riddance! Remember when you almost accidentally murdered me after I had told you about me being a werewolf on the vacant sports field of my old High School? I think your pen punctured a soft spot in my skull, now my brain is leaking. Maybe you healed me and maybe I'm dying; either way, I had a good time running in circles and sharing full blown secrets I made up on the go.
— Maya Rinderer / from “The Different Meanings of Blue” (unpublished)
I was tagged by dustin-blythe. Tag 9 people :) I tagged mayaschreibt, chorain, thereisnocureforhumans, lunaticquestions, glasbluete, unendlos, ivlotile, mistycarbunclescold, momojoo and facundotanzi :)
1. Write your name in song titles:
M: Moonshadow
I: Icky Thump
C: Cheers Darling
A : And I love her
E: Eskimo
L: Little Bird
A: All my loving
2. How did you choose your URL?
It means “but who went out to find me” in German and it was just a sentence that popped up in my head and I thought it was nice.
3. Middle name: Sofia
4. If you could be a fairytale/fictional pet, what would you be?
oh that’s hard...maybe Pippi’s horse? or Toto, Dorothy’s dog from The Wizard of Oz
5. fave colour: turquoise (yeah I know it sounds pretentious)
6. fave song: changes all the time. now I can’t choose between “Jolene” (covered by Jack White), “Reckoner” by Radiohead and “Firewood” by Regina Spektor
7. top three fandoms:
Beatles
Orphan Black
OITNB
and vintage lesbians...can we create an official vintage lesbians fandom please?
8. Why do you like tumblr?
It is a space to see and share beautiful, interesting things. Plus, it’s incredibly queer and very political. There are issues I learn about on tumblr more than other media
The First Roof
My mother is an architect. My father is an architect. They dream up buildings together and they constructed me in a way that explains a lot, for example all those windows that I have, windows a house would need but which are painfully unnecessary in a human.
--- Maya Rinderer / from “The Different Meanings of Blue” (unpublished book of poems)
No Continent
Last time I kissed someone was on another continent. The night was blurting and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to be happy about it. Last time I loved someone is reaching for Today. I’ve never kissed her but I have thought about it many, many times.
--- Maya Rinderer / from “The Different Meanings of Blue” (unpublished book of poems)
name tag, your name in books!! I was tagged by unendlos and glasbluete :)
Momo, by Michael Ende
Island of the blue dolphins by Scott O’Dell
Catweazle by Richard Carpenter
Artemis Fowl by Eoin Colfer
Everything is illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
Lippels Traum (Lippel’s Dream??) by Paul Maar
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoi
thank you!! I’ll tag mayaschreibt and chorain :)
epigramm
meine schrift hängt von dem stift ab
wäsche abhängen hat ja auch mit dem wetter zu tun
— maya rinderer / mayaschreibt.wordpress.com