fredag 31. oktober 2014

Poems & News: I come from around nowhere... Ho I'm ? tree ore mo...

Poems & News: I come from around nowhere... Ho I'm ? tree ore mo...: I'm not bringing anything and won't find a thing. I feel the exhaustion I anticipate from what I won't find. And my yarnin...

Poems & News: I am one of those who live in the middle of the se...

Poems & News: I am one of those who live in the middle of the se...: I am grateful to the earth for having waited for me and you... When sky and sea came together like two lips touching; for that'...

I am one of those who live in the middle of the sea and close to the twilight, a little beyond those stones...


I am grateful to the earth
for having waited
for me and you...
When sky and sea came together
like two lips touching;
for that's no small thing,
no?---
To have lived
through one solitude to arrive at another,
to feel oneself many things and recover wholeness.


torsdag 30. oktober 2014

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...: If I had your smile awaiting me, the train would recite, across the flat fields of Europe, the syllables of your name. If I had you...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...: The song I'll never speak, on the tip of my tongue fell  asleep. The song I'll never speak. On the honeysuckle a firefly ...

Poems & News: I come from around nowhere... Ho I'm ? tree ore mo...

Poems & News: I come from around nowhere... Ho I'm ? tree ore mo...: I'm not bringing anything and won't find a thing. I feel the exhaustion I anticipate from what I won't find. And my yarnin...

I come from around nowhere... Ho I'm ? tree ore more ore...


I'm not bringing anything and won't find a thing.
I feel the exhaustion I anticipate from what I won't find.
And my yarning comes not from the past or the future.
I won't find a thing...
Or ?


Poems & News: Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, En wrought ...

Poems & News: Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, En wrought ...: The fascination of what's difficult Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent spontaneous joy and natural content out of my heart....

Poems & News: Critical Age... I am feeling to old... And perhap...

Poems & News: Critical Age... I am feeling to old... And perhap...: Fearsome, awesome - Too late to change ! - You've come for me also, My critical age ! - ? No weakling am I, Yet I don't feel...

Poems & News: En mi cola, dijo el sol. En mi garganta, dijo la l...

Poems & News: En mi cola, dijo el sol. En mi garganta, dijo la l...: In my tail, said the sun In my throat, said the moon. through the laurel's branches I saw two naked doves. The one was the other and b...

Poems & News: Ulike strenger har den beste klangen...

Poems & News: Ulike strenger har den beste klangen...: Alt har sin faste tid. Alt som skjer under himmelen har sin tid: En tid til å føde, en til å dø ; En tid til å plante, en til å rykk...

Poems & News: Et lys brenner like godt om en tenner et annet med...

Poems & News: Et lys brenner like godt om en tenner et annet med...: Vi er ikke av dem som riper av en fyrstikk for bedre å se fyrverkeriet. Vi ønsker ikke havet tomt for å finne bølgenes opphav. Vi...

Poems & News: The Fall --- From my idea of the world --- I fell....

Poems & News: The Fall --- From my idea of the world --- I fell....: Fishing ?  I no... Void without selfness, chaos Of being through of a being... Absolute's rung-less ladder... Vision that won&#3...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...: The song I'll never speak, on the tip of my tongue fell  asleep. The song I'll never speak. On the honeysuckle a firefly ...

Poems & News: Acquiring a pony is not quite so easy as it sounds...

Poems & News: Acquiring a pony is not quite so easy as it sounds...: Kan du de 5 tunnel-regler ? 1)   Meld fra hvor du går. 2)   Bring med dine blomster.       (Husk du blir borte i mange dager) 3)   S...

onsdag 29. oktober 2014

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...: Not me, for I'd not dare tell you...

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...: Not me, for I'd not dare tell you...

Poems & News: Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små inns...

Poems & News: Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små inns...: Las lagrimas que no se lloran esperan en pequeños lagos ?

Tårene som ikke ennå er grått venter de i små innsjøer ?


Las lagrimas que no se lloran
esperan en pequeños lagos ?


Poems & News: Everything to everything ! - Entryway to everythin...

Poems & News: Everything to everything ! - Entryway to everythin...: Your soul that's bird, fish, beast, man, woman, Your soul that's two where two exist, Your soul that's one becoming two wh...

Everything to everything ! - Entryway to everything ! - Bridge to everything ! - Your omnivorous soul.


Your soul that's bird, fish, beast, man, woman,
Your soul that's two where two exist,
Your soul that's one becoming two when two are one.
Your soul that's arrow, lightning, space...
Your soul that's what ?


tirsdag 28. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Mine dyder bærer jeg som en rustning. --- My virtu...

Poems & News: Mine dyder bærer jeg som en rustning. --- My virtu...: I see this person in the mirror Everything I couldn't be. I don't want to be them. My own worst enemies. Ser denne per...

Poems & News: Fame is a food that old men eat,--- I have no stom...

Poems & News: Fame is a food that old men eat,--- I have no stom...: Pollution... Of the stomach. The ladies of St.James's! They're painted to the eyes; Their white it stays for ever, Thei...

Poems & News: A tailor specialising in purple had locked up the ...

Poems & News: A tailor specialising in purple had locked up the ...: Woman:  Do you have a sword  decorated  with myrtle leaves ? Man: Smiles and raises his right foot...

Poems & News: What ? What are we talking about this day's ? Ebol...

Poems & News: What ? What are we talking about this day's ? Ebol...: But, two things remained constant: the chamber of stars and the tombstone's weight. It's an experience everyone has that...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...: Oh, how simple it all is, Simply make me love!

mandag 27. oktober 2014

Poems & News: I hvilket vindu ble jeg værende for å betrakte gra...

Poems & News: I hvilket vindu ble jeg værende for å betrakte gra...

I hvilket vindu ble jeg værende for å betrakte gravlagte tider ? ---In which window I stayed to look buried times? --- En que ventana me quede mirando el tiempo sepultado ?


Poems & News: Makt er den eneste lyst men ikke blir lei av...

Poems & News: Makt er den eneste lyst men ikke blir lei av...: Makt er en fryktelig ting. Når du vil prøve ut et menneske, skal du gi ham makt. Da vil han vise seg som den han virkelig er...

Poems & News: Hello, Hello ! Come! quick as you can!There`s a fi...

Poems & News: Hello, Hello ! Come! quick as you can!There`s a fi...: It`s a funny old world - a man`s lucky  if he gets out of it alive... Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And ea...

Poems & News: Fremgang har gjort mange menn mislykket... - Succe...

Poems & News: Fremgang har gjort mange menn mislykket... - Succe...: Something won`t let me work with a will. Something is lacking: Some stir, some trill. I cab`t sit by day, I don`t sleep at night: ...

Poems & News: Skiftende skydekke ! Hva nå? Du våkner og blir lig...

Poems & News: Skiftende skydekke ! Hva nå? Du våkner og blir lig...: Changing cloud cover ! What now? You wake up and are left to smile ! The joy and sorrow from the day before flowing through you ! You...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...: Oh, how simple it all is, Simply make me love!

Poems & News: I come from around Moss. I'm going to the centre o...

Poems & News: I come from around Moss. I'm going to the centre o...: Open all the windows for me ? Throw open all the doors ! Pull the whole house up over me ! I want to live freely, out in the open, I...

I come from around Moss. I'm going to the centre of nowhere. I'm not bringing anything and won't find a thing. I feel the exhaustion I anticipate from what I won't find...


Open all the windows for me ?
Throw open all the doors !
Pull the whole house up over me !
I want to live freely, out in the open,
I want to make gestures beyond my body,
To run like the rain streaming down over walls,
To be stepped on like stones down the broad streets,
To sink like heavy weights to the bottom of the sea,
And all this voluptuously, a feeling alien to me now !
So, I don't want the doors bolted !
So, I don't want the safe locked !


This is how the computer made me...
Frustrated ?



Poems & News: Mine dyder bærer jeg som en rustning. --- My virtu...

Poems & News: Mine dyder bærer jeg som en rustning. --- My virtu...: I see this person in the mirror Everything I couldn't be. I don't want to be them. My own worst enemies. Ser denne per...

Poems & News: The Fall --- From my idea of the world --- I fell....

Poems & News: The Fall --- From my idea of the world --- I fell....: Fishing ?  I no... Void without selfness, chaos Of being through of a being... Absolute's rung-less ladder... Vision that won&#3...

The Fall --- From my idea of the world --- I fell... Void beyond depthlessness... ? With no I-ness or Thereness...


Fishing ?  I no...
Void without selfness, chaos
Of being through of a being...
Absolute's rung-less ladder...
Vision that won't be seen...


Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...

Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...: Everyone is after me to exercise, get in shape, play football, rush about, even go swimming and flying. Fair enough. Everyone is ...

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...

Poems & News: We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses...: Not me, for I'd not dare tell you...

We whispered in your ear that secret few goddesses have heard--- That love full of faith and fear that's true only if kept secret?... who told it to you so soon ?






Not me, for I'd not dare tell you...

søndag 26. oktober 2014

torsdag 23. oktober 2014

Poems & News: There's sure no passion in the human soul, But, fi...

Poems & News: There's sure no passion in the human soul, But, fi...: Come down, O Love divine, Seek thou this soul of mine, And visit it with thine own ardour glowing; O Comforter, draw near, Within my he...

Poems & News: Who can watch this, who can read this, not me, I t...

Poems & News: Who can watch this, who can read this, not me, I t...: Boy server of old Falernian, Pour me out more pungent cups As toastmistress Postumia rules, who's drunker than the drunken grape. P...

Poems & News: Fairy Thallus, softer than a little furry bunny......

Poems & News: Fairy Thallus, softer than a little furry bunny......: And there you are - on heat and tossed so differently, just like.

Poems & News: What can I give him, Poor as I am ? If I were a sh...

Poems & News: What can I give him, Poor as I am ? If I were a sh...: I lent upon a coppice gate When Frost was specter-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day. The tangled bine...

Poems & News: Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stilleståe...

Poems & News: Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stilleståe...: One way or another in the rain, The moment permitting, Able to say what I think at times, And otherwise saying it poorly and jumbled,...

Finnes det noe tristere i verden enn et stillestående tog i regnet ? --- Hay algo mas triste en el mundo que un tren inmóvil en la lluvia ?


One way or another in the rain,
The moment permitting,
Able to say what I think at times,
And otherwise saying it poorly and jumbled,
I keep writing my poems without wanting to,
As if writing weren't something made up of gesture,
As if writing were something that happened to me
Like the rain outside on me.

I try saying what I feel
Without thinking about what I feel in the rain.
I try fitting words to the idea
Without going down a corridor
Of thought to find words
In the rain.

But I don't always succeed in feeling what
I know I should feel.
In the rain...



onsdag 22. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Det ligger ofte et stort tre i et lite frø... Ther...

Poems & News: Det ligger ofte et stort tre i et lite frø... Ther...: Eight multiply eight and then seven times seven plus two I believe What is it? Do not lie ! We multiply three ! If there is more? ...

Poems & News: We pass and dream, Earth smiles, Virtue is rare, A...

Poems & News: We pass and dream, Earth smiles, Virtue is rare, A...: We live on, but, don`t understand the life ! Whether to suffer - so odd ! Or to triumph ? Be jealous or offer : My thanks to God I do...

Poems & News: A notch for memory.

Poems & News: A notch for memory.: What is going on with me ? Sleep and calm from me both flee. Quite a trifle it may be. You upsets me dreadfully ! Sorry I forgot...

A notch for memory.


What is going on with me ?
Sleep and calm from me both flee.
Quite a trifle it may be.
You upsets me dreadfully !


Sorry I forgot...

Poems & News: The age demanded an image - Of its accelerated gri...

Poems & News: The age demanded an image - Of its accelerated gri...: The tea-rose tea-gown, ... Supplants the mousseline of Cos, The pianola "replaces" Sappho's barbitos. Christ follows Di...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...: The song I'll never speak, on the tip of my tongue fell  asleep. The song I'll never speak. On the honeysuckle a firefly ...

Poems & News: Listen, my child, to the silence, an undulating si...

Poems & News: Listen, my child, to the silence, an undulating si...: El silencio... Oye, hijo mio, el silencio, Es un silencio ondulado, un silencio, donde resbalan valles y ecos y que inclina las fr...

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...: Tid Finnes det tid? Tid for mennesker? Tid for å leve? Overalt leter vi etter tid: Men vet ikke om vi har tid, Og hva betyr ve...

tirsdag 21. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Er ikke aldri bedre enn sent ?

Poems & News: Er ikke aldri bedre enn sent ?: Nos es mejor nunca que tarde ?  Is not never better than late? I ask the passing wind for news Of how my people fare But wind ...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...: Oh, how simple it all is, Simply make me love!

Poems & News: Look at me; Still growing up...

Poems & News: Look at me; Still growing up...: I rises like a flower from the earth when it advanced with resolute aroma to the magnitude of the magnolia. But this flower that has ...

Look at me; Still growing up...


I rises like a flower from the earth
when it advanced with resolute aroma
to the magnitude of the magnolia.
But this flower that has erupted from the 
sea floor bring all the abolished light,
bring all the unburned branches
and the entire fountain of whiteness.

And so, I still growing up...


Poems & News: Fairy-Tales There once was a man who said 'God mus...

Poems & News: Fairy-Tales There once was a man who said 'God mus...: When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this words, And slowly read, and dream of the soft loo...

Poems & News: Life is something to do when you can't get to slee...

Poems & News: Life is something to do when you can't get to slee...: You want to travel out and flash a little sunshine in the world, my little one ? Well, I want to wave goodbye and you wave back again? ...

Poems & News: "Some mysterious phantom's sudden hand"

Poems & News: "Some mysterious phantom's sudden hand": Who whispered in your ear that secret Few goddesses have heard- That love full of faith and fear That's true only if kept secret ?......

mandag 20. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Give peace in our time O, Lord...

Poems & News: Give peace in our time O, Lord...: From all evil and mischief; From sin, from the crafts and assaults of the devil; From thy wrath, and from everlasting damnation. Good ...

Poems & News: Life for Life Eye for Eye Tooth for Tooth Hand fo...

Poems & News: Life for Life Eye for Eye Tooth for Tooth Hand fo...: Think...

Poems & News: Of Courtesy, it is much less than Courage of Heart...

Poems & News: Of Courtesy, it is much less than Courage of Heart...: Some mysterious phantom's sudden hand Between the folds of night and sleep Shakes me till I wake, and in the night's Abandonment...

Poems & News: In the beginning God created the heaven and the ea...

Poems & News: In the beginning God created the heaven and the ea...: Male and female created he them or ?... Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, And forgive the bad things created by man...

Poems & News: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...

Poems & News: I am become like a pelican in the wilderness; and ...: Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live... Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my bo...

Poems & News: Thinking is discomforting like walking in the rain...

Poems & News: Thinking is discomforting like walking in the rain...: Old Town (Obidos) I never kept sheep, But it`s as if I`d done so. My soul is like a shepherd. It knows wind and sun Walking hand in...

Poems & News: The Story of Solomon Waste...

Poems & News: The Story of Solomon Waste...: This is all the story of Solomon Waste. Always hurrying yet never in haste, He fussed and work and toiled all frothing And at the end o...

Poems & News: Lightly - Quickly - Soft...

Poems & News: Lightly - Quickly - Soft...: Lightly, quickly, soft, A bird song Climbs the sky as day Begins. I listen - it is gone. It seemed to stop only because I listened...

Poems & News: Hvor mange uker er en dag ? Og hvor mange år har e...

Poems & News: Hvor mange uker er en dag ? Og hvor mange år har e...: Hva mon der nynnes med sakte røst--- I rug og bygg ? Himlen lysner i vest og øst Våren kysser den nære høst Bak sommerens rygg...

Poems & News: El concierto interrumpido...

Poems & News: El concierto interrumpido...: Ha roto la armonía de la noche profunda el calderón helado y soñoliento de la media luna. Las acequias protestan sordamente, arropad...

søndag 19. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Cold, empty hands ... So, Tell nothing to the one ...

Poems & News: Cold, empty hands ... So, Tell nothing to the one ...: Everything, except boredom, bores me. I'd like, without being calm, to calm down, to take life every day like a medicine --- One...

Poems & News: Cold, empty hands ... So, Tell nothing to the one ...

Poems & News: Cold, empty hands ... So, Tell nothing to the one ...: Everything, except boredom, bores me. I'd like, without being calm, to calm down, to take life every day like a medicine --- One...

Poems & News: Reflejo - Dona Luna. (;Se ha roto el azogue?) No. ...

Poems & News: Reflejo - Dona Luna. (;Se ha roto el azogue?) No. ...: Todo es abanico. Hermano, abre los brazos. Dios es el punto. Un pájaro tan solo canta. El aire multiplica. Oímos por espejos. T...

Poems & News: Seven hearts are the hearts that I have. But mine ...

Poems & News: Seven hearts are the hearts that I have. But mine ...: In the high mountains, mother, where I sometimes ran into the wind, seven girls with long hands carried me around in their mirrors. ...

Poems & News: Hills of the North, rejoice; Rivers and mountain-s...

Poems & News: Hills of the North, rejoice; Rivers and mountain-s...: In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way,- I have to go to bed by day. I have to ...

Poems & News: Von Abendrot zum Morgenlicth Ward mancher Kops zum...

Poems & News: Von Abendrot zum Morgenlicth Ward mancher Kops zum...: Just a wee deoch-an-Bastø just a wee  yin, that`s a`. just a wee deoch-an-Bastø, Before we gang awa`. There`s a wee wifie waitin`, In...

Poems & News: Every day I will think of you ! Longing to see yo...

Poems & News: Every day I will think of you ! Longing to see yo...: Deiligst av alle gleder er Gleden for slett ingen ting. Ikke for noe du kan eller vil, Gleden for intet og Gleden for alt, Gleden for...

Poems & News: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...

Poems & News: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...: Some quick to arm, some for adventure, some from fear of weakness, some from fear of censure, some for love of slaughter, in          i...

Poems & News: Ode to time, but I am still 29...

Poems & News: Ode to time, but I am still 29...: Inside your body, your age is growing, Inside my body, my age places foot after  wandering foot. Time is unwavering, it never rin...

Ode to time, but I am still 29...


Inside your body,
your age is growing,
Inside my body,
my age places foot after 
wandering foot.

Time is unwavering,
it never rings its bell for time out,
it increases,
it journey's
it shows up within us
like water that deepens
within our own watching,
until next to chestnut burning
that is your eyes
a slender grass blade arrives,
and the trace of a tiny river,
and a small dry star
ascends to your lips.


Then time raises
its threads in your hair,
and still in my heart
your fragrance of honeysuckle
lives like a fire.


It is beautiful,
how,
as we live,
we grow old in the living.
Each day
was a transparent stone,
each night for us was a rose of blackness,
and this crease that has come to your face,
to mine,
it its stone or its flower,
the souvenir and memory of a bolt of lightning.


My eyes were consumed
by your loveliness,
but you have become my eyes.
I exhausted your twin breast
under my kisses it seems,
but all have viewed in my joy
their secret splendour.


Love,
it doesn't matter
of time.
I am still 29...


Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...: The song I'll never speak, on the tip of my tongue fell  asleep. The song I'll never speak. On the honeysuckle a firefly ...

Poems & News: The bird has gone, from every trill of his... Autu...

Poems & News: The bird has gone, from every trill of his... Autu...: And between water and light which unwind the air, now the autumn is inaugurated. All this accomplished by a simple bird from his pe...

The bird has gone, from every trill of his... Autumn flee.


And between water and light
which unwind the air,
now the autumn is inaugurated.

All this accomplished by a simple
bird from his perch on a green
branch...


lørdag 18. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...: Tid Finnes det tid? Tid for mennesker? Tid for å leve? Overalt leter vi etter tid: Men vet ikke om vi har tid, Og hva betyr ve...

Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...

Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...: Everyone is after me to exercise, get in shape, play football, rush about, even go swimming and flying. Fair enough. Everyone is ...

Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...

Poems & News: There is no space wider than that of grief, there ...: Everyone is after me to exercise, get in shape, play football, rush about, even go swimming and flying. Fair enough. Everyone is ...

There is no space wider than that of grief, there is no universe like that which bleeds.


Everyone is after me to exercise,
get in shape,
play football,
rush about,
even go swimming and flying.
Fair enough.

Everyone is after me to take it easy.
They all make doctor's appointments for me,
eyeing me in that quizzical way.
What is it ?



Everyone is after me to take a trip,
to come in,
to leave,
not to travel,
to die and alternatively,
not to die.
It doesn't matter.

And so,
in these brief,
passing days.
I shall put them out of my mind.
I shall open up and imprison myself
with my most treacherous enemy.
My selves...


torsdag 16. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...

Poems & News: Tid ... Time ...: Tid Finnes det tid? Tid for mennesker? Tid for å leve? Overalt leter vi etter tid: Men vet ikke om vi har tid, Og hva betyr ve...

Tid ... Time ...





Tid

Finnes det tid?
Tid for mennesker?
Tid for å leve?
Overalt leter vi etter tid:
Men vet ikke om vi har tid,
Og hva betyr vel tid?
Har vi tid å tenke?
Har vi tid til å handle?
Er det forsent?
Eller er det aldri forsent?



Time

Is there time?
Time for People?
Time to live?
Everywhere we look for time:
But do not know if we have time,
And what does well time mean?
Do we have time to think?
Do we have time to act?
Is it too late?
Or is it never too late?


Poems & News: Sometimes we wonder; / Sometimes we are the reason...

Poems & News: Sometimes we wonder; / Sometimes we are the reason...: When I am sad and weary, When I think all hope has gone, When I walk alone, I think of you with noting on...

Sometimes we wonder; / Sometimes we are the reason why...


When I am sad and weary,
When I think all hope has gone,
When I walk alone,
I think of you with noting on...

Poems & News: Hvor gammel er Oktober? --- Cuantos anos tiene oct...

Poems & News: Hvor gammel er Oktober? --- Cuantos anos tiene oct...: I'm a runaway When I was born They shut me up Inside myself Ah, but I ran away My soul is in on, The lookout for me, But I ...

Hvor gammel er Oktober? --- Cuantos anos tiene octubre ? --- How old is October? --- Wie alt ist der Oktober?



I'm a runaway
When I was born
They shut me up
Inside myself
Ah, but I ran away

My soul is in on,
The lookout for me,
But I lie low,
Will it ever find me ?
Never I hope!

Being myself only
Means being pinned down
And no one at all.
I'll live on the run,
And really live !
In October...



Soy un fugitivo 
Cuando nací 
Ellos me encerraron 
Dentro de mí mismo 
Ah, pero me escapé 

Mi alma está en el, 
El puesto de observación para mí, 
Pero miento bajo, 
¿Será capaz de encontrarme? 
Nunca espero!

Siendo yo mismo sólo 
Medios ser inmovilizado 
Y nadie en absoluto. 
Voy a vivir en la carrera, 
Y realmente vivir! 
En octubre de ...


Ich bin ein Ausreißer 
Als ich geboren wurde 
Sie schlossen mich 
in mir 
Ah, aber ich lief weg 

Meine Seele ist in auf, 
Die Suche nach mir, 
Aber ich liege niedrig, 
Wird es mir jemals finden? 
Ich hoffe, nie! 

Da ich selbst nur 
Mittel festgenagelt 
Und überhaupt niemand. 
Ich werde auf der Flucht leben, 
Und wirklich leben! 
Im Oktober ...


onsdag 15. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Listen, my child, to the silence, an undulating si...

Poems & News: Listen, my child, to the silence, an undulating si...: El silencio... Oye, hijo mio, el silencio, Es un silencio ondulado, un silencio, donde resbalan valles y ecos y que inclina las fr...

Poems & News: The Voice of...

Poems & News: The Voice of...: In the night a voice is shining... From inside Outerness I heard it... O Universe, to you I am... Oh the horror of the joy Of such t...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...: Oh, how simple it all is, Simply make me love!

Poems & News: Har du noen gang sett gjennom glass? Du ser rett g...

Poems & News: Har du noen gang sett gjennom glass? Du ser rett g...: Time is like a bird, each feather that grows brings us higher and higher until we float - You turn one side, eyes open And there.....

Poems & News: That garland ! Hurry ! For I'm dying ! Weave qui...

Poems & News: That garland ! Hurry ! For I'm dying ! Weave qui...: Between your love for me...  and mine for you. --- air of stars and tremor of plant --- a thicket of anemones rises with a dark moan an...

Poems & News: The Voice of...

Poems & News: The Voice of...: In the night a voice is shining... From inside Outerness I heard it... O Universe, to you I am... Oh the horror of the joy Of such t...

Poems & News: I don't need to want you... But I don't want to ne...

Poems & News: I don't need to want you... But I don't want to ne...: Every person who crosses your path, Leaves a footprint, Though you decide, Which ones do I treasure ? For every good and every bad, ...

I don't need to want you... But I don't want to need you...But don't be afraid of tomorrow.


Every person who crosses your path,
Leaves a footprint,
Though you decide,
Which ones do I treasure ?
For every good and every bad,
You can let go or hold on,
Build yourself,
To remember yesterday,
Give today everything you are.


tirsdag 14. oktober 2014

Poems & News: There is nothing I am more afraid of than a woman ...

Poems & News: There is nothing I am more afraid of than a woman ...: There are women you love,  and women one knows well! Det finnes kvinner man elsker,  og kvinner man kjenner godt ! Es gibt Frauen,...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...

Poems & News: So whatever else can I wish with everyone ? --- V...: Oh, how simple it all is, Simply make me love!

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...

Poems & News: If I had your smile awaiting me...: If I had your smile awaiting me, the train would recite, across the flat fields of Europe, the syllables of your name. If I had you...

Poems & News: In Syria they wanted to bury that word "peace" ......

Poems & News: In Syria they wanted to bury that word "peace" ......: I'm hungry for peace... I'm hungry for peace... I'm hungry... I'm hungry... Have no food to eat ... I'm a hungr...

Poems & News: The sons of the sons of the son - what will the...

Poems & News: The sons of the sons of the son - what will the...: What lips my lips kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain under my head till morning; But the rain ...

The sons of the sons of the son - what will they make of the world ?



What lips my lips kissed,
and where,
and why,
I have forgotten,
and what arms have lain under
my head till morning;
But the rain is full of ghosts tonight,
that tap and sigh upon the glass
and listen for reply,
and in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
for unremembered lads that not again
will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
yet knows its boughs more silent than before;
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while,
that in me sings no more.



mandag 13. oktober 2014

Poems & News: Auf Flugeln des Gesanges...

Poems & News: Auf Flugeln des Gesanges...: Ich weiss nicht, was soll es bedeuten, Dass ich so traurig bin; Ein Marchen aus alten Zeiten, Das kommet mir nicht aus dem Sinn. What ex...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...

Poems & News: Daybreak in the apple grove. Little gold bees were...: The song I'll never speak, on the tip of my tongue fell  asleep. The song I'll never speak. On the honeysuckle a firefly ...

Poems & News: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...

Poems & News: L'amour est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; - ...: L'absence est a l'amour ce qu'est au feu le vent; Il eteint le petit, il allume le grand. Enn så lenge får jeg klare meg me...

Poems & News: My heart is silent as a look... There is a home be...

Poems & News: My heart is silent as a look... There is a home be...: The world is woven all of dream and error And but one sureness in our truth my lie... That when we hold to aught our thinking's mirro...

Poems & News: Y cuando se fundo la luz esto sucedió en... / Og...

Poems & News: Y cuando se fundo la luz esto sucedió en... / Og...: Sometimes I have wanted to throw you off like a heavy coat. Sometimes I have said you would not let me breathe or move. But now ...

Y cuando se fundo la luz esto sucedió en... / Og da lyset ble tent. skjedde det i ...


Sometimes I have wanted
to throw you off
like a heavy coat.

Sometimes I have said
you would not let me
breathe or move.

But now that I am free
to choose light clothes
or non at all.

I feel the cold
and all the time I think
how warm it used to be.