Rebecca Horn (1944-Germany/Alemania) Poetry

Rebecca is a German installation artist, but she also writes poetry. Her typographic work is amazing! Like a paint, her installations are a place where you can quiet simply relax and enjoy the trip! It could be described as a projected tale.

Rebecca es una artista conceptual alemana, pero tambien es una poeta. Su trabajo es impresionante! Al igual que una pintura, sus installations son un lugar donde simplemente puedes relajarte y disfrutar del viaje! Podria describirlo como un cuento projectado.

Light imprisoned in the belly of the whale


Horizontal roots,
ramifications of gill/wings
suckled on cold blood
Endlessly alone in slippery corridors,
shapes of air, shapes of moon,
in all this floating where to hold on?
Rubbing the body to create a fire
in the hotel of unborn words,
Bessie Love in Pris, 1928.

In the night words are wandering
like shadows inside the head,
gliding across the marble of water.
A golden rod interrupts the flow
writing in reverse upon black water,
redeems sentences through waves,
kindles a turmoil of signs
in mirrored transparency.
Trembling words search for a new order,
asking the moon for orientation
in the dome of interwoven wods.

Escape from the belly of ramified echoes,
whirling around the heart/pulse of the whale.
My shadow invents its fever,
clasps the cold throb,
sending flames of light
in the centyer of the heart.
Uncertain if love contains deliverance within the fire.

The grain of seed in the word,
nourished in darkness,
unable to fasten the heart/knot,
is light and shadow at once,
floating in the sphere.
A drop of air and water takes shape within the whale
as a scream.
Birth of words,
resounding across the waves,
gliding towards the sun

Rebecca Horn