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Dieter Roth died on June 5th 1998.
Shortly before, at his last exhibition, he entered the following poem by Eichendorff in the gallery guest book as a farewell.
Aus der Heimat hinter den Blitzen rot
Da kommen die Wolken her,
Aber Vater und Mutter sind lange tot,
Es kennt mich dort keiner mehr.
Wie bald, wie bald kommt die stille Zeit,
Da ruhe ich auch, und über mir
Rauschet die schöne Waldeinsamkeit,
Und keiner mehr kennt mich auch hier.
From the homeland, beyond lightning so red,
That is where the clouds come from,
Yet father and mother are long since dead
And no one knows me, whence I come.
How long, how long before I shall greet
The time of quiet when I shall lie
In sylvan solitude ’neath leaves so sweet
And none shall know me, by the by.
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