Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl

Parabólusetning

Language: icelandic

Translations: estonian (PARABOOLNE VAKTSINEERIMINE), german (Parabolische Inokulation), english (**Parabolic Inoculation**), finnish (Parabolausahdus)

Parabólusetning

Í rífandi gangi á
brokki og baksundi heillaðar
meyjar með glit í augunum svarthol
í augunum sem sýgur í sig hnappa
sauma klæði klink og rússneskar
stáltennur búlgarska postulíns-
góma það sekkur enginn
til botns í sjóðandi
vatni svífur
enginn
til skýja þegar rignir
golfboltum heldur lætur
sig síga í skjól dregur
saman himintungl
og telur krónurnar
sínar telur
kórónurnar
sínar
treður
ólesnum
gluggapósti í ristir
niðurfalla svo allt stíflast
og þegar himnaslefið
flæðir yfir
gluggakistur slokknar
glitið í augunum
slokknar
svartholið
og stúlkurnar sjúga
blóðið úr tunglinu eins og safann úr appelsínu

Translations:

Language: estonian

PARABOOLNE VAKTSINEERIMINE

Pöörase tempoga
traavi lastes ja selili kroolides armunud
neiud silmades söed mustad augud
silmades imevad nööpe
õmblusi kangast münte ja vene
raudhambaid bulgaaria portselanhambaid
keevas vees
ei vaju keegi
põhja
keegi ei söösta
pilvedesse kui sajab
golfipalle vaid laskub pigem
tasakesi varjulisse kohta tirib
taevakehad kokku ja
loeb oma kroonid
üle
loeb kõik kokku
mis tal on
viskab
lugemata
arved
rentslisse ja ummistab kõik ära
ja kui tatine taevas
aknalauad üle
ujutab kustuvad silmade
söed ja tüdrukud
imevad
kuust vere välja nagu apelsinist mahla.

Language: german

Parabolische Inokulation

In reißendem Schritt im
Trab und beim Rückenschwimmen begeisterte
Mädchen mit Glanz in den Augen schwarzes Loch
in den Augen das ganze Knöpfe einsaugt
nähen Kleider Münzen und russische
Stahlzähne bulgarischer Porzellangaumen
keiner sinkt auf den
Grund in siedendem
Wasser schwebt
keiner
zu den Wolken wenn es
Golfbälle regnet sondern lässt
sich sinken in die Zuflucht zieht
Himmelskörper zusammen
und zählt seine
Kronen zählt
seine
Kronen
stopft
ungelesene
Rechnungen in die Roste
der Abflüsse damit alles verstopft
und wenn der Himmelsspeichel
über die Fensterbänke
fließt erlischt
der Glanz in den Augen
erlischt
das schwarze Loch
und die Mädchen saugen
das Blut aus dem Mond wie den Saft aus einer Orange.

Aus dem Isländischen von Jón B. Atlason und Alexander Sitzmann

Parabel-Impfung

Im energischen Schritt im
Trab und vom Rückenschwimmen entzückte
Mädchen mit Glanz in den Augen
schwarzem Loch in den Augen das Knöpfe
aufsaugt nähen Kleidung Münzen und
russische Stahlzähne bulgarischer
Porzellangaumen niemand sinkt
zum Grund in kochendem
Wasser niemand
schwebt
zu den Wolken wenn es
Golfbälle regnet sondern verschwindet
im Unterschlupf
zieht Himmelskörper
zusammen und zählt
sein Geld
zählt seine Kronen
knüllt ungelesene
Briefe in die Roste der
Abflüsse sodass sie verstopfen
und wenn der Himmelsgeifer
über die Fensterbretter
schwappt erlischt der
Glanz in den Augen
erlischt
das schwarze Loch
und die Mädchen saugen
das Blut aus dem Mond wie den Saft aus
einer Apfelsine

Language: english

Parabolic Inoculation

At a ripping pace in
trot and backstroke enamoured
maids with glints in their eyes black holes
in their eyes that suck in buttons
seams fabric coins and Russian
steel-teeth Bulgarian chinagums
nobody sinks to the
bottom in boiling
water nobody
soars
to the clouds when it’s raining
golf balls but rather lets oneself
sink into shelter pulls
together celestial bodies and
counts the krónas
one has counts
the crowns
one has
shoves
unread
bills into the grates
of storm drains so everything clogs up
and when the slobber of skies
floods over
windowsills the glints
of eyes go out
the black holes go out
and the girls suck
the blood out of the moon like the juice of an orange.

Language: finnish

Parabolausahdus

Rivakkaa käyntiä
laukkaa ja loiskintaa lumoutuneet
neidot loistavin silmin ja niissä
musta aukko imee itseensä nappeja
saumoja kangasta lantteja teräshampaita
Venäjältä Bulgariasta posliinipurimia
ei mikään painu
pohjaan kiehuvassa
vedessä ei kukaan
leiju
pilviin kun sataa
golfpalloja vaan
painautuu suojaan kokoaa
taivaankappaleet laskee
viimeiset kruununsa
kirkkaimman
kruununsa
poimii
ruudusta jääkukat tunkee ne
viemäriin niin
että kaikki tukkeutuu
ja kun taivaankuola
tulvii yli
ikkunalautojen sammuu
silmien loiste
sammuu
musta aukko
ja tytöt imevät
kuusta veren kuin appelsiinista mehun.

Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl

photo © private

* 01.07.1978, Reykjavík, Iceland
lives in: Ísafjörður, Iceland

Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl was born in Reykjavík on July 1st 1978. He finished his secondary education in Ísafjörður in the Westfjords in Iceland in 1999 and later studied German in Berlin in 2003.

As well as being a writer, Eiríkur has done a number of jobs through the years, taught at grade school, done painting jobs at a ship yard, been a night guard at a hotel, worked at homes for handicapped people, been a caregiver at old people's homes, a cleaner at a cruise ship and a chef at a day care center, to name some.

He is one of the founders of Nyhil, a publishing house that focuses on writings by young people and also organizes various cultural events. Eiríkur Örn has organized a number of festivals and poetry programs for Nyhil in Reykjavik, Berlin and in Ísafjörður. He was the director of The Nyhil International Poetry Festival held in Reykjavik in August 2005 and the same festival in November 2006. A large group of Icelandic and foreign poets took part in these festivals.

Eiríkur was also director of Traktor in Ísafjörður, a sub-company of Bjartur Publishing House, which should focus on fresh and provocative literature by Icelandic and foreign authors.

Eiríkur Örn's first published book is the poetry book Heilagt stríð - runnið undan rifjum drykkjumanna (A Wholy War - Initiated by Drinkers) which he published himself in 50 copies in 2001. Earlier (in 2000) he had published three short stories, each in a booklet. Since then, Eiríkur has sent forward more books of poetry, published by Nyhil, in Icelandic and English, as well as two novels. The latter, Eitur fyrir byrjendur (Poison for Beginners) came out in 2006. His poetry has also appeared in collections and magazines in Iceland and abroad. Furthermore, Eiríkur Örn is a translator, both of fiction and non fiction, and has written articles about literature and social issues for newspapers, magazines and radio.

Eiríkur is a productive blogger, as can be seen on his site fjallabaksleidin.blogspot.com, as well as on other sites, such as the literary website Tíu þúsund tregawött (tregawott.net) and the Nyhil website (nyhil.org). In 2008 Eiríkur received the Icelandic Translation Award for his translation of Motherless Brooklyn by Jonathan Lethem. Among other books he’s translated is Maíkonungurinn – selected poems by Allen Ginsberg and 131.839 slög með bilum, an anthology of foreign contemporary and experimental poetry.

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