Creative Pieces FILTERED RECOLLECTIONS - October 2018 Sybrand Veeger

To The Three Tuebingen Brothers

Written by Sybrand Veeger

Young philosophers and poets,

Romanticists and laureates:

Hegel, Holderlin, Schelling –

All boarded at the same dwelling.

 

Tuebingen: birthplace of this German school,

Housed the love for thought and God as World.

There the Spirit was wound up,

And charged up with philosophy’s jewel.

 

Before the romantic diamond was blasted

High into the Western firmament,

It was patiently polished by three friends,

Three brothers who looked through the same lens.

 

Our memory has been blurred somewhat,

By endless cynical tomes.

Let us do justice to this crazy lot

By listening to their polished tones:

 

Spirits and idealists,

Plaguing all their thought-lists,

Histories and dialectics,

Invading all our Geistes!

 

Hegel thought ideally,

Holderlin: poetically,

Schelling, the youngest madman:

Laughing stock of these boy-men.

 

Wisemen: human owls,

Obsessed with Grecian fouls,

“Philosophers of Nature”?

Transcendents of the Structure!

 

(Spinoza lived among them,

Both in thought and soul,

Forerunners of our Spirit,

– these Germans knew for sho!)

 

    -It’s Tuebingen! House of Genius!

 

Schelling und Zeit!

Was surely love at first sight:

– an expansive, contractive force,

Anti-hegelian with no remorse!

Schelling’s temporality,

Indeed lacked all possible linearity,

Question: Absolute Spirit?

Answer: No, Hegel, forget it!

 

Second boy, Hegel:

Napoleon, his World-Spirit,

No irony, his lyrics:

Too serious for satirists…

 

Third boy, Holderlin,

A true poet in his lyrics:

”Hyperion! The Greeks truly did it,

Philosophy, poetry, you name it!”

 

Holderlin willed no thought system;

He assigned verse to the Spirit’s voice:

“The poet’s vocation must be the combination

Of reason and energy, as musical expression”.

 

All these three combined,

Fused together are Divine:

They make up a human trinity

That deserves a space in memory:

 

Assign a corner of your soul

To this brotherhood’s legacy,

Hang a cross in your mind

As a reminder of their eternity.

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