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He was born the son of a Lutheran pastor in Mansfeld, now part of Putlitz in the district of Prignitz, Brandenburg. He was educated in Sellin in the Neumark and Frankfurt an der Oder before studying theology at the University of Marburg and military medicine at the Kaiser Wilhelm Academy (Pépinière)in Berlin.
Benn started as an expressionist author before World War I when he published a small collection of poems (Morgue, ) concerned with the physical decay of the flesh.
His poetry offers an introverted nihilism: an existentialist philosophy which sees artistic expression as the only purposeful action. In his early poems Benn used his medical experience and terminology to portray a morbid conception of humanity as another species of disease-ridden animal. John Collins (Bullock & Woodings, , p)
Benn enlisted in , spent a brief period on the Belgian front, and then served as a military d
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A word, a sentence – out of ciphers
climb life untangled, sudden sense,
the sun stands still, the spheres quieten,
all things about that point condense.
A word – a flash, a fire, flamethrower,
flight, a shooting star of pain –
then dark inexorably taking over
in space, the world and self again.
David Paisey here presents two selections, of verse and prose respectively, from Benn’s large oeuvre, ordered chronologically to enable readers to perceive the developments of Benn’s art and thought. In an important biographical introduction, Paisey tackles the difficult question of Benn’s compliance with the Nazi regime and its impa
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Gottfried Benn's Static Poetry: Aesthetic and Intellectual-Historical Interpretations
Trunkene Flut
Trunkene Flut,
trance- und traumgefleckt,
o Absolut,
das meine Stirne deckt,
um das ich ringe,
aus dem der Preis
der tiefen Dinge,
die die Seele wei.
In Sternenfieber,
das nie ein Auge ma,
Nchte, Lieber,
da man des Tods verga,
im Zeiten-Einen,
im Schpfungsschrei
kommt das Vereinen,
nimmt hinvorbei.
Dann ni alleine
nach groer Nacht,
Korn und Weine
dargebracht,
die Wlder nieder,
die Hrner leer,
zu Grbern wieder
steigt Demeter,
dir noch im Rcken,
im Knochenbau,
dann ein Entzcken,
ein Golf aus Blau,
von Trnen alt,
aus Not und Gebrest
eine Schpfergestalt,
die uns leben lt,
die viel gelitten,
die vieles sah,
immer in Schritten
dem Ufer nah
der trunkenen Flut,
die die Seele deckt
gro wie der Fingerhut
sommers die Berge fleckt.
(GW, 61)
Trunkene Flut, first published in and then