Poems & News: Har et pæretre flere blader enn Søken etter den ta...

Poems & News: Har et pæretre flere blader enn Søken etter den ta...: Hvor lenge vi de andre snakke når vi allerede har snakket ? How long those they others talk when we have already spoken? Hasta cua...

Har et pæretre flere blader enn Søken etter den tapte tid ? --- Have a pear tree more leaves than Search for the lost time? --- Tiene mas hojas un peral que Buscando el Tiempo Perdido?

Hvor lenge vi de andre snakke
når vi allerede har snakket ?

How long those they others talk
when we have already spoken?

Hasta cuando hablan los demás
si ya hemos hablado nosotros ?

Poems & News: Hvorfor ? Por que ?

Poems & News: Hvorfor ? Por que ?: Hvorfor?                                                                          Por que? Hvorfor er verden så kald?            ...

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

Poems & News: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...

Poems & News: La Opinión...Reciprocidad Epístola a Jan...: Ramón de Campo amor La Opinión Pobre Carolina mía ! Nunca la podre olvidar ! Ved lo que el mundo decía Viendo el féretro pasar; U...

Poems & News: Era mi voz antigua ignorante de los densos jugos a...

Poems & News: Era mi voz antigua ignorante de los densos jugos a...: ;Ay, voz antigua de mi amor, ay, voz de mi verdad, ay, voz de mi abierto costado, cuando todas las rosas manaban de mi lengua y el c...

Poems & News: In the silence another voice a son close by shared...

Poems & News: In the silence another voice a son close by shared...: All I ask is one memento... If I deserve a little compassion... Leave your picture with me so I can think that I still live with...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...: How long it's been since I could write a long poem ! It's been years... I've lost that capacity for Rhythmic developme...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...: Since I write for them to read me, I sometimes stoop To the stupidity of their senses... It isn't right, But I excuse myself, ...

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...: Like dust raised up from the road for a moment by the wind that  comes and goes, The hollow breath of life lifts us up... From nothi...

Poems & News: Who commanded me to tear down the doors of my prid...

Poems & News: Who commanded me to tear down the doors of my prid...: No one, In the vast and virgin jungle Of this un-reckoned world, Ever sees The God he knows. Only what is borne upon the wind, Upo...

Who commanded me to tear down the doors of my pride? --- Hvem befalte meg å rive ned dørene til min stolthet? --- ¿Quién me mando desvencijar las puertas de mi propio orgullo?

No one,
In the vast and virgin jungle
Of this un-reckoned world,
Ever sees
The God he knows.
Only what is borne upon the wind,
Upon the wind is heard.
All we ponder,
Our loves,
Our gods,
Pass on, because we do...

Poems & News: Wood-Pigeons...The army chap says---to get convers...

Poems & News: Wood-Pigeons...The army chap says---to get convers...: His wife of thirty years, a bony, brainy woman with pale, frizzy curls and baby-blue eyes, gently remonstrates. The others join in...

Wood-Pigeons...The army chap says---to get conversation flowing- "Women are more adapted to life than men. They get less hurt. Keep more of themselves back".

His wife of thirty years,
a bony, brainy woman
with pale,
frizzy curls and
baby-blue eyes,
gently remonstrates.
The others join in---

This is to a...
So don't forget!
To cheap S...

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !: La Guitarra                                                    The Guitar Empieza el llanto                                   ...

Poems & News: Era mi voz antigua ignorante de los densos jugos a...

Poems & News: Era mi voz antigua ignorante de los densos jugos a...: ;Ay, voz antigua de mi amor, ay, voz de mi verdad, ay, voz de mi abierto costado, cuando todas las rosas manaban de mi lengua y el c...

Poems & News: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...

Poems & News: Y que importancia tengo yo en el tribunal del olvi...: Common feelings in common faces of common people. The same old streets with their old sadness... The same old souls! All that...

Poems & News: A guitar on my street... Children playing outside....

Poems & News: A guitar on my street... Children playing outside....: My sorrow that makes me Love all that's indefinite... Through I had little in life, It pains me to have lost it. But my lif...

A guitar on my street... Children playing outside... A Sunday, and the sun shining golden with joy...

My sorrow that makes me
Love all that's indefinite...
Through I had little in life,
It pains me to have lost it.

But my life already
Runs deep in changes...
A guitar I miss hearing,
Those children I miss being!

Poems & News: To be great, be whole; exclude nothing, exaggerate...

Poems & News: To be great, be whole; exclude nothing, exaggerate...: One God is born. Others die. Truth did not come or go. Error changed. Eternity is different now. What happened was better always. ...

To be great, be whole; exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is you. Be whole in everything. Put all you are into the smallest thing you do.The whole moon gleams in every pool, it rides so high...

One God is born.
Others die.
Truth did not come or go.
Error changed.
Eternity is different now.
What happened was better always.

Search not, nor believe.
All is hidden.

Poems & News: That romantic star (one for magnolias, one for the...

Poems & News: That romantic star (one for magnolias, one for the...: Our Lady Moon  still hidden, playing ring around a wheel. She makes herself look silly. Loony moon. So: You can't look at you...

That romantic star (one for magnolias, one for the roses). That romantic star just went crazy...

Our Lady Moon 
still hidden,
playing ring around a wheel.
She makes herself look silly.
Loony moon.

So:
You can't look at yourself
in the ocean.
Your looks fall apart
like tendrils of light.
Night on earth.

Poems & News: The Mysterious of Them and Us... A small novel abo...

Poems & News: The Mysterious of Them and Us... A small novel abo...: We were in the magnificent grounds of our mysterious host. A feast had been laid out in the open air. There were many of us present. Some...

Poems & News: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...

Poems & News: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...: To a Prize Bird You suit me well; for you can make me laugh, Nor are you blinded by the chaff That every wind sends spinning from the r...

Poems & News: The children gaze at a distant spot. The lamps are...

Poems & News: The children gaze at a distant spot. The lamps are...: The dagger goes into the heart like the blade of a plow into barren land. No... Don't run it through me. No. No...

The children gaze at a distant spot. The lamps are put out. Some blind girls ask questions of the moon and spirals of weeping rise through the air. The mountains gaze at a distant spot...

The dagger
goes into the heart
like the blade of a plow
into barren land.

No...
Don't run it through me.
No. No...

Poems & News: The field of the olive trees opens and closes like...

Poems & News: The field of the olive trees opens and closes like...: Is it God or the Devil How run this mislead people ? Why ?  So the arc of cry travels from pool to pool. From the olive trees a bla...

The field of the olive trees opens and closes like a fan. Above the swimming pool a foundering sky and dark rain of bullets. People run, screams and dead bodies around in the "paradise". Why?

Is it God or the Devil
How run this mislead people ?
Why ? 
So the arc of cry travels from
pool to pool.
From the olive trees a black
rainbow of bullets over the
blue sky.

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...: Don't say that soul lives eternally Or that the body,  once buried, feels nothing. what can you know about what you don't k...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...: I pass the swamp borders being licked by the torrents. A viscous plasma rips open, overflowing the shallow waters with mud. I threa...

Poems & News: Horses

Poems & News: Horses: Suddenly there were forms there: Heads bright of eye Leapt out of the alien dark, Out of the night into the headlight's gleam. ...

Poems & News: Cual es la representación del resultado venidero ?...

Poems & News: Cual es la representación del resultado venidero ?...: Since we do nothing in this confused  World that lasts or that, Lasting, Is of any worth, And even what's useful for us we lose...

Poems & News: What did you do ? Did your word ever come for you...

Poems & News: What did you do ? Did your word ever come for you...: The journey's end, the indefinable air, the moon of crates, dry moon poured upon scars, the torn tunic's calcareous hole, f...

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: Hva skjuler du under pukkelen? Sa en kamel til en ...

Poems & News: Hva skjuler du under pukkelen? Sa en kamel til en ...: Que guardas bajo tu joroba? Dijo un camello a una tortuga. Y la tortuga pregunto: Que conversas con las naranjas?

Poems & News: "I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist" Or...

Poems & News: "I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist" Or...: I'm beginning to know myself. I don't exist. I'm the space between what I'd like to be and what others made of me. ...

"I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist" Or?

I'm beginning to know myself.
I don't exist.
I'm the space between what
I'd like to be and what others made of me.

Or half that space,
Because there's life there too...
So that's what I finally am...
Turn off the light,
Close the door,
Stop shuffling your slippers out there
         in the hall.
Just let me be ease and all by  myself in my room.
It's a cheap world.

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...: Like dust raised up from the road for a moment by the wind that  comes and goes, The hollow breath of life lifts us up... From nothi...

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...

Poems & News: Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so th...: Like dust raised up from the road for a moment by the wind that  comes and goes, The hollow breath of life lifts us up... From nothi...

Wise the man who locks up what he's missing, so that no one will know the nothing he is, every mask conceals a skull. Every soul is the mask of nobody.

Like dust raised up from the road
for a moment by the wind that 
comes and goes,
The hollow breath of life lifts us up...
From nothing,
Stops,
and returns us to nothing...

Poems & News: Frykt ei for i morgen ! I natt smeller det... Fra ...

Poems & News: Frykt ei for i morgen ! I natt smeller det... Fra ...: De rike stunder i menneskelivet blir ikke rakettene, men ånden og sinnet gitt. Kanskje også vi er av dem som skulle vent og se...

Poems & News: L'homme sait que le monde n'est pas a l’échelle hu...

Poems & News: L'homme sait que le monde n'est pas a l’échelle hu...: No time like the present... I got out here in the great open spaces ... Where cats are cats and humans are not humans !

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...: To be great, be whole: Don't exaggerate Or leave out any part of you. Be complete in each thing. Put all you are into the last o...

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...: Don't say that soul lives eternally Or that the body,  once buried, feels nothing. what can you know about what you don't k...

Poems & News: Without hope or desire, love or faith, spend your ...

Poems & News: Without hope or desire, love or faith, spend your ...: Live, you say, in the present; Live only in the present. But I don't want the present, I want reality; I want existent things, ...

Without hope or desire, love or faith, spend your life refusing life, until it's time to put away your toys and go to bed. Everything is what it isn't...

Live, you say, in the present;
Live only in the present.

But I don't want the present,
I want reality;
I want existent things,
Not the time which measures things.

What is the present?
It's something relative to the past
      and the future.
It's something that exists by virtue of
       other things existing.
I only want reality, things without time present.

I don't want to include time in my scheme.
I don't want to think of things as time-bound,
I want to think of them as things.
I don't want to separate them from themselves,
Treating them as things present.

I shouldn't even treat them as a real things.
I shouldn't treat them as anything.
I should see them, just see them;
See them, until I can't think about them.
See them, without time or space,
See, and be able to put aside all but the see-able.
This I hope is the science of perception,
Which is not science at all...

Poems & News: Each day gives me cause to hope... For what no day...

Poems & News: Each day gives me cause to hope... For what no day...: Drink up ! Life isn't good or bad. What we've given it is what it gives to us. Today we drink wine in celebration, Tomorrow...

Each day gives me cause to hope... For what no day can ever give me. Each day makes me weary from hoping... But to live is no hope and to grow weary.

Drink up !
Life isn't good or bad.
What we've given it is what it gives to us.
Today we drink wine in celebration,
Tomorrow we'll drink it because we grieve.
Everything is restored to what wasn't.
And no one knows what it is or what will be.

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...

Poems & News: I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or ...: Don't say that soul lives eternally Or that the body,  once buried, feels nothing. what can you know about what you don't k...

I'm weary of hearing: "I'll do this." Of doing or not doing, who is king? An animal on whom the soul was foisted, man sleeps fitfully. That's all I know...

Don't say that soul lives eternally
Or that the body, 
once buried,
feels nothing.
what can you know about
what you don't know?
Drink!
You know only the nothing of today.

Poems & News: Drink up! Life isn't good or bad... What we've giv...

Poems & News: Drink up! Life isn't good or bad... What we've giv...: Thousands like you, are at this moment struggling... To deny their desire for what exists. Thousands like you, like a man waking up,...

Drink up! Life isn't good or bad... What we've given it is what it give us, everything is restored to what wasn't. And no one knows what it is or what will be...

Thousands like you,
are at this moment struggling...
To deny their desire for what exists.
Thousands like you,
like a man waking up,
Are once more slaves of the endless,
vain present.

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: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...

Poems & News: Der ewige Freide ist ein Traum, und nicht einmal e...: Everlasting peace is a dream,  and not even a pleasant one;  Say some... do they think ? Look at Africa... Very bad, how can be summar...

Poems & News: My name is Fun - your cronie dear, The nearest fri...

Poems & News: My name is Fun - your cronie dear, The nearest fri...: You, mistress of my soul, The measured time is run ! The wretch beneath the dreary pole So marks his lats sun. To what dark cave froz...

Poems & News: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...

Poems & News: Die Politik ist die Lehre vom Møglichen... Politic...: Look into my ocean, My name is Used-to-was; I am also called  Played-out  and Done-to-death, And it-will-wash-no-more... In an...

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: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...

Poems & News: De rikeste stunder i menneskelivet er ikke ånden m...: To a Prize Bird You suit me well; for you can make me laugh, Nor are you blinded by the chaff That every wind sends spinning from the r...

Poems & News: I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I ...

Poems & News: I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I ...: I'm aware of all I forget. I sing to forget it. Could I only stop, even if in a dream, the course of Apollo and  know myself.....

I don't sing of night, since in my song the sun I sing of will end in night.

I'm aware of all I forget.
I sing to forget it.
Could I only stop,
even if in a dream,
the course of Apollo and 
know myself...

Even if mad,
as the twin of an
imperishable hour !
But, someone I never forget...

Poems & News: Hva skjuler du under pukkelen? Sa en kamel til en ...

Poems & News: Hva skjuler du under pukkelen? Sa en kamel til en ...: Que guardas bajo tu joroba? Dijo un camello a una tortuga. Y la tortuga pregunto: Que conversas con las naranjas?

Hva skjuler du under pukkelen? Sa en kamel til en skilpadde. Og skilpadden spurte: Hva sier du til appelsinene?

Que guardas bajo tu joroba?
Dijo un camello a una tortuga.

Y la tortuga pregunto:
Que conversas con las naranjas?

Poems & News: La lona en el mar riela en la luna gime el viento-...

Poems & News: La lona en el mar riela en la luna gime el viento-...: The sail in the sea shimmers On the moon the wind moans And heaves in white creaking Wings of waves in my blue.

Poems & News: It's evening on the river, steady, milk-warm...The...

Poems & News: It's evening on the river, steady, milk-warm...The...: There was an old Man with a beard, Who said, "It is just as I feared!---" Two Owls and a Hen, Four Larks and a Wren, Hav...

It's evening on the river, steady, milk-warm...The nettles head-down with feasting caterpillars, the current turning, thin as a blade-bone... Reed-mace shivers. I'm miles from anywhere... Who's looking? Did a fish jump? -and then a heron goes up from its place by the willow... With ballooning flight it picks up the sky -and makes off, loaded. I wasn't looking... I heard the noice of its wings and I turned... I thought of a friend, a cool one with binoculars, here's rarity with big wing-flaps, suiting itself...

There was an old Man with a beard,
Who said,
"It is just as I feared!---"
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all build their nets in my beard.

Poems & News: Say not the struggle nought availeth. The labour a...

Poems & News: Say not the struggle nought availeth. The labour a...: If hopes were dupes, fears may be liar's; It may be, in yon smoke concealed, Your comrades chase e'en now the fliers, And, bu...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...: I pass the swamp borders being licked by the torrents. A viscous plasma rips open, overflowing the shallow waters with mud. I threa...

Poems & News: Drivkraften styrke - - - en ide satt i system

Poems & News: Drivkraften styrke - - - en ide satt i system: Helt alene, kun meg selv, Jeg er glad alikevel! Shakespeare sa: False to my nature? Rather say I play ... The man I am. Ha en god ...

Poems & News: Vann:

Poems & News: Vann:: Hva er det? Så skal en stråleglans fra deg igjen avspeiles her i oss? Ti når jeg deg i hjerte bær, da ses det av hvis slekt jeg er...

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!

Poems & News: Barefoot over the earth!: Shavings curl on the beach Which berry-smells fill. A cottage grows up On Sintras hill In half-an-hour`s walk From the village My ...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...

Poems & News: Don't be afraid of tomorrow ...: Sometimes, It's like being lonely, Walking the dirt track road, You can sit, Watch the clouds, Time through the hour glass, Or...

Poems & News: Donde deja la luna llena su saco nocturno de harin...

Poems & News: Donde deja la luna llena su saco nocturno de harin...: Hvor etterlot fullmånen sin nattlige melsekk? 'The sons of the sons of the son- what will they make of the world? Will they tur...

Poems & News: To relive the past...

Poems & News: To relive the past...: I went in search of fado To find out where it lived I did the rounds of Lisbon I questioned every shadow In Mouraria ... in Bairro ...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...: To be great, be whole: Don't exaggerate Or leave out any part of you. Be complete in each thing. Put all you are into the last o...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...: How long it's been since I could write a long poem ! It's been years... I've lost that capacity for Rhythmic developme...

Poems & News: Det er forsent å spare når en ser bånn i brønnen.....

Poems & News: Det er forsent å spare når en ser bånn i brønnen.....: De beste år av vårt liv; Kilder som står sesongarbeider Oskar "Grosot" fra Krapfoss nær. Opplyser over en flaske dobbeltrense...

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: Since we do nothing in this confused world that la...

Poems & News: Since we do nothing in this confused world that la...: I believe in the world as in daisy, Because I see it. But I don't thin about it, Because to think is to not understand. The worl...

Poems & News: Since we do nothing in this confused world that la...

Poems & News: Since we do nothing in this confused world that la...: I believe in the world as in daisy, Because I see it. But I don't thin about it, Because to think is to not understand. The worl...

Since we do nothing in this confused world that lasts or that, lasting, is of any worth, and even what's useful fo us we lose so soon, with our own lives, let us prefer the pleasure of the moment to an absurd concern with the future...

I believe in the world as in daisy,
Because I see it.
But I don't thin about it,
Because to think is to not understand.
The world wasn't made for us to think about it
But to look at it and to be in agreement.
To what?
I have no philosophy,
I have senses...

Poems & News: Where--- Nowhere begins somewhere...

Poems & News: Where--- Nowhere begins somewhere...: Don't be afraid of tomorrow. Look; I can see them, staring at me, as I gaze back, glassy eyes, they are open to all, but clos...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...: Since I write for them to read me, I sometimes stoop To the stupidity of their senses... It isn't right, But I excuse myself, ...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...: I pass the swamp borders being licked by the torrents. A viscous plasma rips open, overflowing the shallow waters with mud. I threa...

Poems & News: I am king... The drowned flower when I command it....

Poems & News: I am king... The drowned flower when I command it....: I could cry out, but it would scare away the transubstantiation. Must keep silence Wait in silence...

I am king... The drowned flower when I command it... Tie the rainbow to the pirate...Tie the wind to the witch's hair. I am the king: And I will trace your horoscope like a battle plan...

I could cry out,
but it would scare away
the transubstantiation.
Must keep silence Wait in silence...

Poems & News: La lona en el mar riela en la luna gime el viento-...

Poems & News: La lona en el mar riela en la luna gime el viento-...: The sail in the sea shimmers On the moon the wind moans And heaves in white creaking Wings of waves in my blue.

La lona en el mar riela en la luna gime el viento---Y alza en blanco crujimiento alas de olas en mi azul...

The sail in the sea shimmers
On the moon the wind moans
And heaves in white creaking
Wings of waves in my blue.

Poems & News: Time is hunger, space is cold. Dream is a solitary...

Poems & News: Time is hunger, space is cold. Dream is a solitary...: Listen The pulsar passes in electric currents The north wind mousses your hair Hurray grinding mill Flying mill Chatter mill Sing...

Time is hunger, space is cold. Dream is a solitary rock where the soul's hawk nests: Dream, dream, during ordinary life

Listen
The pulsar passes in electric currents
The north wind mousses your hair
Hurray grinding mill
Flying mill
Chatter mill
Singing mill
When the sky brings a storm by hand
Hurray mill whirling in memory
Hypnotizing the carrier pigeons.

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...

Poems & News: Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around h...: I pass the swamp borders being licked by the torrents. A viscous plasma rips open, overflowing the shallow waters with mud. I threa...

Frogs spy on me... There is a human scent around here.---Who are you?

I pass the swamp borders
being licked by the torrents.
A viscous plasma rips open,
overflowing the shallow waters with mud.

I thread my way through soft walls.
I fall into a dark bottom of the forest---
it's swollen it's alarmed it's haunted.

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...: To be great, be whole: Don't exaggerate Or leave out any part of you. Be complete in each thing. Put all you are into the last o...

Poems & News: I don't want to sing of love---Love is a path that...

Poems & News: I don't want to sing of love---Love is a path that...: A stampeding horse With wings of iron and lead Plunged into deep water--- I don't want to sing of love. Forbidden paradise ...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...

Poems & News: May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith b...: How long it's been since I could write a long poem ! It's been years... I've lost that capacity for Rhythmic developme...

May I enjoy at least that nothing, without faith but calmly, May I at least sleep through living, like a forgotten...

How long it's been since
I could write a long poem !
It's been years...

I've lost that capacity for
Rhythmic development
In which idea and form
Move forward together
In a unity of body and soul...

I'm a keeper of sheep,
The sheep are my thoughts
And each thought a sensation.
I think with my eyes and my ears
And with my hands and feet
And with my nose and mouth.

To think a flower is to see and smell it,
And to eat a fruit is to know its meaning.

That is why on a hot day
When I enjoy it so much I feel sad,
And I lie down in the grass
And close my warm eyes,
Then I feel my whole body lying down in reality,
I know the truth,
I know I miss someone,
I know she know's,
And perhaps I'm happy.

Poems & News: Hva sier den gamle asken når den går ved siden av ...

Poems & News: Hva sier den gamle asken når den går ved siden av ...: Er det sant at de deler ut  gjennomsiktige, brev over hele himmelen? Es verdad que reparten cartas transparentes, por todo el ciel...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...

Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...: Since I write for them to read me, I sometimes stoop To the stupidity of their senses... It isn't right, But I excuse myself, ...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...

Poems & News: Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, f...: To be great, be whole: Don't exaggerate Or leave out any part of you. Be complete in each thing. Put all you are into the last o...

Let my fate deny me everything except to see it, for I, an unstrict Stoic, wish to delight in every letter of the sentence engraved by Destiny...

To be great, be whole:
Don't exaggerate
Or leave out any part of you.
Be complete in each thing.
Put all you are into the last of
Your acts.
So too in each lake,
With its lofty life,
The whole moon shines.