- Archivaliensignatur
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NL AUSLÄNDER, HHI.88.G.1000.4276
- Material
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3 Gedichtstyposkripte ; 3 Durchschläge
- Sprache der Unterlagen
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Deutsch
- Bemerkungen
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Beigaben: auf Rücks.: The Foghorn (I am groping for a hope in the misty habor) 1 Dg.m.e.Anm.
GA 11153 / 113
- Kontext
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Nachlass Rose Ausländer >> Archivalie – Werkmanuskript
- Bestand
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HHI.NL Ausländer Nachlass Rose Ausländer
- Indexbegriff Person
- Urheber
- Laufzeit
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o. D. (verm. zw. 1948 - 1956)
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Objekttyp
- Archivalie – Werkmanuskript
Beteiligte
Entstanden
- o. D. (verm. zw. 1948 - 1956)
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