Els Moors

[engel leg een nieuw lichaam voor me klaar]

Poems

• 1 [loop ik achter iets aan op straat] | Translations: de
• 2 [het paard is geen paard] | Translations: de
• 3 [onderweg naar huis] | Translations: de
• 4 [ik gedoog dat ik werd geschapen] | Translations: de
• 5 [engel leg een nieuw lichaam voor me klaar] | Translations: de
• 6 de witte fuckende konijnen | Translations: deen
• 7 [toen kwam ik thuis] | Translations: deensl
• 8 [de lucht is een boog waarbinnen] | Translations: deen
• 9 [het water is het voorbijdrijvende water] | Translations: deen
• 10 [op het dak van het huis met de windwijzer] | Translations: deensl

Language: dutch

Translations: german ([Engel leg mir einen neuen Körper bereit])

[engel leg een nieuw lichaam voor me klaar]

engel leg een nieuw lichaam voor me klaar
gevoed door een verschroeiende kogel in mijn slaap
gedragen door sneeuw

een hoed om met lood en zonlicht in het papier te vlechten
een lange smalle jongen
en ik neem zijn hand

onthutsend zal ik openklappen
klap klap

zoals de zee de hemel neemt
en transformeert
tot zilte wolken
golven stormen

morgen

Translations:

Language: german

[Engel leg mir einen neuen Körper bereit]

Engel leg mir einen neuen Körper bereit
vom versengenden Schrot in meiner Schläfe gespeist
aufgehoben von Schnee

einen Hut um Blei und Sonnenlicht ins Papier zu spinnen
einen Jungen, lang und schmal
ich nehme seine Hand

zerrauft werde ich aufklappen
klapp klapp

so wie das Meer den Himmel nimmt
und transformiert
zu salzigen Wolken
Wogen Orkanen

Morgen

Els Moors

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* 16.07.1976, Poperinge, Belgium
lives in: Brussels, Belgium

Els Moors (1976) received a warm welcome from Flemish and Dutch critics alike, as the first young Flemish poet to have appeared on the scene for a long time. Her debut Er hangt een hoge lucht boven ons (There is a tall sky above us; 2006) was nominated for the C. Buddingh’-prize and was awarded the Herman de Coninck prize for best poetry debut, where the jury described it as a, ‘debut of one’s dreams’.

In There Is A Tall Sky Above Us a rather peculiar ‘I’ describes the ongoing amazement about a rather peculiar world. Important within this world are men; men who are constantly coming and going. In ‘de witte fuckende konijnen’ (the white shagging rabbits), the cycle at the heart of the volume, Moors convincingly shows that the urge is omnipresent and all consuming, showing man’s inner beast. One could say that the volume contains a high quantity of Sex and the City style within its pages, but this comparison would be misplaced. Moors’ humour has a bitter quality and is in no way expressed in one-liners. More often than not, the humour is found in the absurd nature of a situation or in the disruptive nature of an observation. Small, everyday scenes are dissected and then screwed back together again. There is a constant menace at work.

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When at a garden party a cake is being cut, then this action appears as equally violent as the shower scene in Psycho. A violent atmosphere also permeates the poem in which a handicapped city pigeon ‘is put out of its misery’ while the main character seeks out this suffering with positive glee. In ‘the water floating by is the water’ loneliness and paranoia rule. The main character can only look at – the perhaps deceptive beauty of – the facades that float past her. She cannot go behind the house fronts, the fronts that will both reflect her voice and hide the people around her, the people that appear to have conspired against her so she will lose her compass north. In the final poem the protagonist does attain a certain sense of domesticity and happiness. Her homecoming is something of a relief. Yet while the inevitability of the Other is confirmed in the final verses, it seems at the same time quite a matter of course that this Other will disappear.

These somewhat sadomasochistic poems in a way resemble (expressionist) paintings. While sometimes appearing quite jumpy, Moors’ work shows evidence of a strong feeling for composition, both in content and in form. Note, for example, the continuing play between vitality and stasis and the continuing play between horizontality and verticality. The latter is already expressed in the title of the book, in which a ‘tall sky’ – Might we interpret this as a deep blue sky? As the column of smoke from the Bible book of Exodus perhaps? Or a whirlwind? – hangs threateningly above us. Undoubtedly this strong feeling for composition and the equally strong provocative nature of the poems are partly the reason why these poems are already deemed classics of the 21st century and Els Moors one of the rising stars of Flemish poetry.

In 2008 Els Moors made her debut as a prose writer with Het verlangen naar een eiland (Longing For An Island), a novel about love, sex and the yearning for the Other.

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