Poems & News: Tilfreds i ditt hjerte og glad i ditt sinn, den ri...

Poems & News: Tilfreds i ditt hjerte og glad i ditt sinn, den ri...: The Green Food: What a medley of    Nature fills my plate ! My friends the plants, The companions of spring,    The saints No on...

Tilfreds i ditt hjerte og glad i ditt sinn, den rikdom får rosene frem på ditt kinn... Satisfy your heart and love your mind, the wealth getting roses up on your cheek ... Befriedigen Sie Ihr Herz und Liebe deinen Geist, der Reichtum Rosen oben auf die Wange bekommen ... Satisfaire votre cœur et l'amour de votre esprit, la richesse se roses sur votre joue ... Satisfacer su corazón y el amor de su mente, la riqueza conseguir rosas arriba en su mejilla ...

The Green Food:

What a medley of
   Nature fills my plate !
My friends the plants,
The companions of spring,
   The saints
No one prays to...

And they're cut and brought to our table,
And in the hotels the noisy guests
Arrive with their ...
   And order...

Without thinking that they're requiring
Mother Earth
To give her freshness and her first-born children,
Her very first green words,
The first living and gleaming things
That Noah saw
When the waters subsided and the hilltops emerged
All drenched and green,
And in the sky where the dove appeared
The rainbow started to fade ...

Poems & News: Call to me by a name so tender that with longing m...

Poems & News: Call to me by a name so tender that with longing m...: I surrender! My life isn't yet at its end. I surrender! My hand in joy I extend Towards the blossoms, Towards the light And A...

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: Vi tynges i støvet av syndenes skrud, men fuglen i...

Poems & News: Vi tynges i støvet av syndenes skrud, men fuglen i...: Vilt er livet... men vilvin er villere... For alle gode tanker de kan slett ikke dø... For ennå bedre tanker er spiret av deres frø... ...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...: With serving still This have I won: For my good will To be undone. And for redress Of all my pain Disdainfulness I have again Se...

Poems & News: Våren sitter bak en sten med snø i skyggen. Våren ...

Poems & News: Våren sitter bak en sten med snø i skyggen. Våren ...: Looking for something, something, something. Poor bird, he is obsessed ! The millions of grains    are black, white, tan, and g...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...: I do not hunger for a well-stored mind, I only wish to live my life, and find My heart in unison with all mankind. Ich hungere nicht...

Poems & News: Å, elske så lenge du kan, å elske imens du elske m...

Poems & News: Å, elske så lenge du kan, å elske imens du elske m...: I, I myself... I, full of all the weariness The world can produce ... I ... Everything, finally,    since everything is me, Inclu...

Poems & News: Å, elske så lenge du kan, å elske imens du elske m...

Poems & News: Å, elske så lenge du kan, å elske imens du elske m...: I, I myself... I, full of all the weariness The world can produce ... I ... Everything, finally,    since everything is me, Inclu...

Å, elske så lenge du kan, å elske imens du elske må. en tid kommer, da du skal alene mellom graver stå...Oh, die Liebe, so lange wie möglich zu lieben, mittlerweile Sie müssen lieben. eine Zeit kommt, wenn man allein unter den Gräbern sind, stehen ... Oh, love as long as you can, to love meanwhile you love must. a time comes when you are alone among the graves stand at the cemetery...

I, I myself...
I, full of all the weariness
The world can produce ...
I ...

Everything, finally,
   since everything is me,
Including even the stars,
   it seems,
Came out of my pocket to
   dazzle children.
what children I don't know ...
I ...


Imperfect ?
Inscrutable ?
Divine ?
I don't know.
I ...

Did I have a past ?
Of course.
Do I have present ?
Of course.
Will I have a future ?
Of course,
Even if it doesn't last long.
But I, I...
I am I,
I remain I,
I ...

Poems & News: Time present and time past are both perhaps presen...

Poems & News: Time present and time past are both perhaps presen...: Shadows What hope can be kept alive, what pure premonition, what irrevocable kiss sunk in our hearts, acknowledging the roots of ne...

Time present and time past are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past... El tiempo presente y el tiempo pasado están tal vez presentes en el tiempo futuro, Y el tiempo futuro contenido en el tiempo pasado ... Temps présent et temps passé sont peut-être présents dans le temps futur, Et le temps futur contenu dans le temps passé ... Zeit Gegenwart und Zeit Vergangenheit sind beide vielleicht in der Zeit Zukunft, Und Zeit Zukunft in der Vergangenheit enthalten ...

Shadows
What hope can be kept alive,
what pure premonition,
what irrevocable kiss sunk in our hearts,
acknowledging the roots of need ---
and the intelligence
self-confident
and smooth on always
muddied waters ?

Poems & News: For vel kan skjebnen slå en man i kne. Men ydmykt ...

Poems & News: For vel kan skjebnen slå en man i kne. Men ydmykt ...: Goooood morning ! Thou cursed Cook, with thy perpetual Noyce. May'st thou be Capon made, and lose Voice, Or on a Dunghil may'st ...

Poems & News: Tales of freedom: New man and new woman spoke in t...

Poems & News: Tales of freedom: New man and new woman spoke in t...: 'Now let's start again, 'said New Man. 'And again' 'Go back to the earth' 'To simple beginnings.' &#...

Poems & News: Life is a fire, that progress is an irruption, tha...

Poems & News: Life is a fire, that progress is an irruption, tha...: The girls of the light who revolve around the sun sparkle and laugh like changeable stones, they travel on the harmonious cloud. T...

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !

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

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

Poems & News: We pass and dream, Earth smiles, Virtue is rare, A...: Vi tynges i støvet av  syndenes skrud,  men fuglen i løvet  er nær ved Gud...  We weighed down  in the dust of the...

Poems & News: To find--- words at once true and kind, or not unt...

Poems & News: To find--- words at once true and kind, or not unt...: Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future, And time future contained in time past. If all time is eternally ...

To find--- words at once true and kind, or not untrue and not unkind. That is difficult... Zu finden --- Worte sofort wahr und freundlich, oder nicht unwahr und nicht unfreundlich. Das ist schwierig ...Pour trouver --- mots à la fois vrai et bon, ou pas faux et pas méchant. C'est difficile ... Encontrar palabras a la vez verdaderas y amables, o no falsas y no crueles. Eso es difícil...

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is nonredeemable,
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden...

Poems & News: Han Karl "Bærhua" han datt i d... Nede hos ho Lind...

Poems & News: Han Karl "Bærhua" han datt i d... Nede hos ho Lind...: Jeg elsker å rime, men gjør det best hime. Når jeg er borte er det sjelden jeg får gjort det !

Poems & News: Våren sitter bak en sten med snø i skyggen. Våren ...

Poems & News: Våren sitter bak en sten med snø i skyggen. Våren ...: Looking for something, something, something. Poor bird, he is obsessed ! The millions of grains    are black, white, tan, and g...

Våren sitter bak en sten med snø i skyggen. Våren plystrer se så snart kommer jeg, med mygg og knott som danser ivei... Spring sitting behind a stone with snow in the shade. Spring whistles see as soon as I come, with mosquitoes dancing on ...Frühling sitzt hinter einem Stein mit Schnee im Schatten. Frühling pfeift sobald ich komme, mit Mücken tanzen ...

Looking for something,
something,
something.
Poor bird,
he is obsessed !
The millions of grains
   are black,
white,
tan,
and gray,
mixed with quartz grains,
rose and amethyst...

Poems & News: No es mejor nunca que tarde ? Er ikke aldri bedre ...

Poems & News: No es mejor nunca que tarde ? Er ikke aldri bedre ...: I have hurt you, my dear, I have torn your soul. Understand me. Everyone knows who I am, but that "I am" is beside a man...

Poems & News: Det gode, så vel som de onde ord, ---snart er de s...

Poems & News: Det gode, så vel som de onde ord, ---snart er de s...: Fear... Everyone is after me to jump through hoops, whoop it up, play football, rush about, even go swimming and flying. Fair eno...

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: What a fine day !

Poems & News: What a fine day !: When I am sad and weary, When I think all hope has gone, When I walk along High Street I think of you with nothing on... Have a nice...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...: There's not a Shakespeare sonnet Or a Beethoven quartet That's easier to like than you Or harder to forget. You think that ...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...: With serving still This have I won: For my good will To be undone. And for redress Of all my pain Disdainfulness I have again Se...

Poems & News: Det gode, så vel som de onde ord, ---snart er de s...

Poems & News: Det gode, så vel som de onde ord, ---snart er de s...: Fear... Everyone is after me to jump through hoops, whoop it up, play football, rush about, even go swimming and flying. Fair eno...

Det gode, så vel som de onde ord, ---snart er de sneen som falt i fjor. The good as well as evil words, --- soon is the snow that come last year. Die gute als auch böse Worte, ist --- bald der Schnee, der im vergangenen Jahr fiel. La bonne ainsi que de mauvaises paroles, --- est bientôt la neige qui est tombée l'année dernière. La buena, así como las malas palabras, --- pronto es la nieve que cayó el año pasado.

Fear...
Everyone is after me to
jump through hoops,
whoop it up,
play football,
rush about,
even go swimming and flying.
Fair enough.

Everyone is after me to
take it easy.
they all make doctor's
appointment for me,
I'm not ill I think.
What is going on ?

Everyone is picking on me,
with their relentless knives 
and forks, 
I am afraid.

I am afraid of the whole
World,
afraid of cold water,
afraid of death.
I am as all mortals are,
unable to be patient.

And so,
in these brief,
passing days,
I shall not take them into account.
I shall open up and closet myself
with my most treacherous enemy,
my selves...

Poems & News: We have to discard the past and, as one builds flo...

Poems & News: We have to discard the past and, as one builds flo...: We---I Love my selves First my selves and  so my-selves like... The new... How will make ... Grate again.

We have to discard the past and, as one builds floor by floor, window by window, and the building rises, then pompous people, smile, I'm the best...

We---I
Love my selves
First my selves and 
so my-selves
like...
The new...
How will make
... Grate again.

Poems & News: The Ocean ... body more immaculate than a wave, sa...

Poems & News: The Ocean ... body more immaculate than a wave, sa...: El Mar Un solo ser, pero no hay sangre. Una sola caricia, muerte o rosa, Viene el mar y reúne nuestras vidas  y solo ataca y se repa...

Poems & News: Han Karl "Bærhua" han datt i d... Nede hos ho Lind...

Poems & News: Han Karl "Bærhua" han datt i d... Nede hos ho Lind...: Jeg elsker å rime, men gjør det best hime. Når jeg er borte er det sjelden jeg får gjort det !

Han Karl "Bærhua" han datt i d... Nede hos ho Linda "Luriklo" Han Thorvald banna og ho Linda svor Men han "Bærhua" i vannet for !

Jeg elsker å rime,
men gjør det best hime.
Når jeg er borte
er det sjelden jeg får
gjort det !

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...: None knows what it is he wants. None knows what is in his soul, Nor yet knows what's good or ill. All's uncertain, near its ...

Poems & News: When tears flow, they wipe them with a cloth. When...

Poems & News: When tears flow, they wipe them with a cloth. When...: What hope can be kept alive, what pure premonition, what irrevocable kiss sunk in our hearts, acknowledging the roots of need -    ...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...: I do not hunger for a well-stored mind, I only wish to live my life, and find My heart in unison with all mankind. Ich hungere nicht...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...

Poems & News: "Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa ...: I do not hunger for a well-stored mind, I only wish to live my life, and find My heart in unison with all mankind. Ich hungere nicht...

"Akterutseilt i tankegangen" --- Hver si løst, sa øltapper'n. Han drakk mens døm andre slåss!

I do not hunger for a well-stored mind,
I only wish to live my life, and find
My heart in unison with all mankind.

Ich hungere nicht nach einem gut gelagerten Geist,
Ich möchte nur mein Leben leben und finden
Mein Herz im Einklang mit der ganzen Menschheit.

Je n'ai pas faim pour un esprit bien-stocké,
Je souhaite seulement vivre ma vie et trouver
Mon cœur à l'unisson avec toute l'humanité.

No tengo hambre de una mente bien almacenada,
Sólo deseo vivir mi vida y encontrar
Mi corazón al unísono con toda la humanidad.

Poems & News: The Ocean ... body more immaculate than a wave, sa...

Poems & News: The Ocean ... body more immaculate than a wave, sa...: El Mar Un solo ser, pero no hay sangre. Una sola caricia, muerte o rosa, Viene el mar y reúne nuestras vidas  y solo ataca y se repa...

The Ocean ... body more immaculate than a wave, salt washing away its own line, and the brilliant bird flying without ground roots. Der Ozean ... Körper makelloser als eine Welle, Salz wegwaschen seine eigene Linie, und die brillante Vogel fliegen ohne Grund Wurzeln. L'Océan ... corps plus immaculé qu'une vague, le sel lavant sa propre ligne, et l'oiseau brillant volant sans racines.

El Mar
Un solo ser, pero no hay sangre.
Una sola caricia, muerte o rosa,
Viene el mar y reúne nuestras vidas 
y solo ataca y se reparte y canta
en noche y día y hombre y criatura.
La esencia: fuego y frió: movimiento.

A single being, but there is no blood.
A single caressing, death or a rose.
The sea comes in and joins our lives again
and only attacks and breaks up and sings
in nights and days and men and creatures.
Its essence: fire and cold: movement.

Un seul être, mais il n'y a pas de sang.
Une seule caresse, la mort ou une rose.
La mer entre et rejoint nos vies
Et seulement des attaques et des ruptures et chante
Dans les nuits et les jours, les hommes et les créatures.
Son essence: le feu et le froid: le mouvement.

Ein einziges Wesen, aber es gibt kein Blut.
Ein Streicheln, Tod oder eine Rose.
Das Meer kommt herein und verbindet unser Leben wieder
Und nur Angriffe und zerbricht und singt
In Nächten und Tagen und Menschen und Kreaturen.
Sein Wesen: Feuer und Kälte: Bewegung.

Poems & News: Are you happy ? You never tell me. Maybe it's bett...

Poems & News: Are you happy ? You never tell me. Maybe it's bett...: In you, I see the heroines of' Shakespeare's tragedies. You, unhappy lady, were never saved by anybody. You have grown tire...

Poems & News: No es mejor nunca que tarde ? Er ikke aldri bedre ...

Poems & News: No es mejor nunca que tarde ? Er ikke aldri bedre ...: I have hurt you, my dear, I have torn your soul. Understand me. Everyone knows who I am, but that "I am" is beside a man...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...: There's not a Shakespeare sonnet Or a Beethoven quartet That's easier to like than you Or harder to forget. You think that ...

Poems & News: Hvem vekker solen når den sover på sin brennende s...

Poems & News: Hvem vekker solen når den sover på sin brennende s...: The light under the trees, the light from high heaven. The green arbour light that flashes in the leaf and falls like fresh wit...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...

Poems & News: Som du tier i skogen, får du svar...: With serving still This have I won: For my good will To be undone. And for redress Of all my pain Disdainfulness I have again Se...

Poems & News: When tears flow, they wipe them with a cloth. When...

Poems & News: When tears flow, they wipe them with a cloth. When...: What hope can be kept alive, what pure premonition, what irrevocable kiss sunk in our hearts, acknowledging the roots of need -    ...

When tears flow, they wipe them with a cloth. When blood flows, they run up with a sponge, They will not rush with honest hands till God dries it with a thunder flash.

What hope can be kept alive,
what pure premonition,
what irrevocable kiss sunk in our hearts,
acknowledging the roots of need -
   and the intelligence
self-confident and smooth on always
   muddied waters ?

What live,
   quick wings of a new dream angel
lock in my sleeping shoulders for ever...

Poems & News: I'm a Runaway when I was born they shut me up insi...

Poems & News: I'm a Runaway when I was born they shut me up insi...: If you would touch my heart, if only you would put your lips to my heart, your delicate mouth, your teeth, if you would place your t...

I'm a Runaway when I was born they shut me up inside myself. Ah, but I run away...

If you would touch my heart,
if only you would put your lips to my heart,
your delicate mouth, your teeth,
if you would place your tongue like a red 
arrow where my crumbling heart is beating,
if you would blow over my heart,
near the sea,
crying,
it would ring with an obscure sound,
the sound of train wheels,
of dreams,
like the to and fro of waters,
like autumn in leaf,
like blood,
with a noise of damp flames burning the sky,
dreaming like dreams,
or branches,
or winds,
or the horns of some sad port,
if you would blow on my heart near the sea,
in Cascais,
like a white ghost would blow,
on the lace of the spume,
in the cut of the wind,
like an unchained ghost crying at the sea's edge.

Times are when what your tears may wish to be...

Poems & News: Om jeg bare var en ydmyk vannpytt da speilet jeg h...

Poems & News: Om jeg bare var en ydmyk vannpytt da speilet jeg h...: So: The moon lives in the lining of your skin. Alors: La lune vit dans la doublure de votre peau. Damit: Der Mond lebt im Fut...

Om jeg bare var en ydmyk vannpytt da speilet jeg himmelen. - If I only was a humble puddle then I mirror the heaven. - Ich war nur ein beschiedener Pfütze, wenn der Spiegel ich den Himmel. -Je n'étais qu'un humble flaque d'eau lorsque le miroir, je le ciel. -

So:
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

Alors:
La lune vit dans la doublure de votre peau.

Damit:

Der Mond lebt im Futter der Haut.

Asi que:

La luna vive en el revestimiento de tu piel.

Poems & News: The not-happening was so sudden that I stay there ...

Poems & News: The not-happening was so sudden that I stay there ...: As if I were under a chair, as if I were lost in the night - so was that which was not, and so have I stayed for ever. Comme si j&#3...

The not-happening was so sudden that I stay there for ever, without knowing, without their knowing me... Le non-happening a été si soudain que je reste là pour toujours, sans savoir, sans qu'ils me connaissent ... Das Nicht-Geschehen war so plötzlich, dass ich für immer bleiben, ohne zu wissen, ohne dass sie mich kennen ...

As if I were under a chair,
as if I were lost in the night -
so was that which was not,
and so have I stayed for ever.

Comme si j'étais sous une chaise,
Comme si j'étais perdu dans la nuit -
Tel était ce qui n'était pas,
Et je suis resté pour toujours.

Als ob ich unter einem Stuhl wäre,
Als wäre ich in der Nacht verloren -
So war das, was nicht war,
Und so bin ich ewig geblieben.

Poems & News: The word was born in the blood, grew in the dark b...

Poems & News: The word was born in the blood, grew in the dark b...: To die or not to die: I came out for the guitar and in that fierce profession my heart knows little peace - for where they least ex...

The word was born in the blood, grew in the dark body, beating, and flew through the lips and mouth... Das Wort wurde im Blut geboren, wuchs im dunklen Körper, schlug und flog durch die Lippen und den Mund ... La palabra nació en la sangre, creció en el cuerpo oscuro, golpeando, y voló a través de los labios y la boca ... Le mot est né dans le sang, a grandi dans le corps sombre, en battant, et a volé à travers les lèvres et la bouche ...

To die or not to die:
I came out for the guitar
and in that fierce profession
my heart knows little peace -
for where they least expect me
I'll turn up with my gear
to reap the early wine
in the stetsons of Winter.

Sterben oder nicht sterben:
Ich kam für die Gitarre
Und in diesem heftigen Beruf
Mein Herz kennt wenig Frieden -
Denn wo sie mich am wenigsten erwarten
Ich werde mit meiner Ausrüstung auftauchen
Den frühen Wein ernten
Im Winter.

Pour mourir ou ne pas mourir:

Je suis sorti pour la guitare

Et dans cette féroce profession

Mon cœur connaît peu de paix -

Où ils m'attendent le moins

Je vais me retrouver avec mon équipement

Récolter le vin précoce

Dans les stetsons de l'hiver.

Para morir o no morir:

Salí para la guitarra

Y en esa profesión feroz

Mi corazón sabe poca paz -

Porque donde menos me esperan

Apareceré con mi equipo

Cosechar el vino temprano

En los stetsons del invierno.

DIFFICULT - difícil - schwer - difficile...

Poems & News: Oh city of the people's ! --- Who could see you an...

Poems & News: Oh city of the people's ! --- Who could see you an...: Nothing holds me. I want fifty things at the same time.     Perhaps more... I long with meat-carving anxiety For I don't know w...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...: None knows what it is he wants. None knows what is in his soul, Nor yet knows what's good or ill. All's uncertain, near its ...

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...: If once, way back, before me, I did not leave from such a dock, If I, a ship in the sun's slanting dawn light, Did not depart fro...

Poems & News: The roses of this ocean are only made of impoveris...

Poems & News: The roses of this ocean are only made of impoveris...: The wind grows in silence with his one leaf and his battered flower, with the sand which owns only touch and silence - it is nothing,...

The roses of this ocean are only made of impoverished salt, a throat at risk, water shattered nevertheless and awe-inspiring birds - and there is nothing save the night met with the day, and the day met with a refuge, a hoof, silence.

The wind grows in silence
with his one leaf and his battered flower,
with the sand which owns only touch and silence -
it is nothing,
it is a shade,
the track of an imagined horse,
it is nothing unless it be a wave time has received
since all waves go towards the cold eyes
of time glaring under the ocean.

Now his eyes have died of dead water and doves,
they are two needle holes whose width is bitterness,
where the bloody-mawed fish enter in,
whales in search of emeralds,
skeleton of pale horsemen disintegrating
in the slow sea-flower's arms and furthermore
various colonies of poisonous myrtle,
lone hands,
arrows,
mother-of pearl revolvers,
scrabbling interminably over his cheeks
and devouring his eyes of refugees salt.

Money, money, money...
Dreams is expensive.

It is a lonely planet. 
I have already spoken of that, 
so desolate
where the earth is brim-full of
ocean and money sharks.
And there is no one - only tracks of people asking
for you money.
No one save the wind, no one save the refugees without
getting pay-back.
So no one likes you only your few Access. 
No one.

Poems & News: Gjør det sjøl ! I dag: Pusteøvelser. Det er to må...

Poems & News: Gjør det sjøl ! I dag: Pusteøvelser. Det er to må...: Grip sjansen ! En boks makrell i tomat rimelig til sags, da boksnøkklen  er bortkommet. Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienc...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...: None knows what it is he wants. None knows what is in his soul, Nor yet knows what's good or ill. All's uncertain, near its ...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...

Poems & News: The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die...: None knows what it is he wants. None knows what is in his soul, Nor yet knows what's good or ill. All's uncertain, near its ...

The hour is upon us !... L'heure est venue!... Die Stunde ist auf uns! ... Timen er over oss! ... La hora está sobre nosotros! ...

None knows what it is he wants.
None knows what is in his soul,
Nor yet knows what's good or ill.
All's uncertain, near its end.
All's fragmented, nothing's whole.
Oh My Friend, today you are the fog...

Poems & News: Whoever would like to sum up the principal feature...

Poems & News: Whoever would like to sum up the principal feature...: To speak is to show too     much consideration     for others. Fish and Oscar Wilde both died    via the mouth....

Whoever would like to sum up the principal feature of modern art in one word would find in dream the perfect word. Modern art is the art of the dream.... Den som ønsker å oppsummere den viktigste funksjonen av moderne kunst i ett ord ville finne i drømme det perfekte ordet. Moderne kunst er kunsten å drømme .... Wer das Hauptmerkmal der modernen Kunst in einem Wort zusammenfassen möchte, der findet im Traum das perfekte Wort. Moderne Kunst ist die Kunst des Traumes .... Quiconque voudrait résumer en un mot le trait principal de l'art moderne trouverait dans le rêve le mot parfait. L'art moderne est l'art du rêve ....

To speak is to show too 
   much consideration 
   for others.

Fish and
Oscar Wilde both died
   via the mouth....

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...: If once, way back, before me, I did not leave from such a dock, If I, a ship in the sun's slanting dawn light, Did not depart fro...

Poems & News: My soul came apart like an empty jar. It fell over...

Poems & News: My soul came apart like an empty jar. It fell over...: Meine Seele zerfiel wie ein leeres Glas.  Es fiel überwältigend, die Treppe hinunter.  Aus den Händen eines sorglosen ---.  Es fi...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...: There's not a Shakespeare sonnet Or a Beethoven quartet That's easier to like than you Or harder to forget. You think that ...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...: There's not a Shakespeare sonnet Or a Beethoven quartet That's easier to like than you Or harder to forget. You think that ...

Poems & News: My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great h...

Poems & News: My heart is singing like a morning bird. A great h...: My love, My love, My god-love ! Let me kiss... On thy cold lips thy hot lips now immortal, Greeting thee at Death's portal's hap...

Poems & News: Oh Guitarra !

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

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: They never taste who always drink; They always tal...

Poems & News: They never taste who always drink; They always tal...: No, no; for my virginity, When I lost that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms last night, cried Dick, Rose, were you not extremely...

Poems & News: My soul came apart like an empty jar. It fell over...

Poems & News: My soul came apart like an empty jar. It fell over...: Meine Seele zerfiel wie ein leeres Glas.  Es fiel überwältigend, die Treppe hinunter.  Aus den Händen eines sorglosen ---.  Es fi...

My soul came apart like an empty jar. It fell overwhelmingly, down the stairs. Dropped from the hands of a careless ---. It fell. Smashed into pieces than there was china in the jar...

Meine Seele zerfiel wie ein leeres Glas. 
Es fiel überwältigend, die Treppe hinunter. 
Aus den Händen eines sorglosen ---. 
Es fiel. 
Zerschlagen in Stücke, als es China im Glas ...

Mon âme est effondré comme un verre vide.
Il était écrasante, en bas des escaliers.
Des mains d'une négligence ---.
Il est tombé.
Smashed en morceaux que la Chine dans le verre ...

Min sjel falt fra hverandre som et tomt glass.

Det var overveldende, ned trappen.

Fra hendene på en uforsiktig ---.

Den falt.

Knust til pinneved som et glass ...

Mi alma se vino abajo como un vaso vacío.

Fue abrumador, por las escaleras.

De las manos de un descuido ---.

Se cayó.

Hecho pedazos que China en el cristal ...

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...

Poems & News: Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem v...: If once, way back, before me, I did not leave from such a dock, If I, a ship in the sun's slanting dawn light, Did not depart fro...

Well, who knows, who knows - Vel, hvem vet, hvem vet - Eh bien, qui sait, qui sait - Nun, wer weiß, wer weiß - Bueno, quién sabe, quién sabe -

If once, way back, before me,
I did not leave from such a dock,
If I, a ship in the sun's slanting dawn light,
Did not depart from some other port?
Who knows if I did not leave behind,
Before this hour of the external world I
Now see raying out around me,
Much as this one might be,
Out of Space and out of
Time?