Poems & News: Today, many gifts bring both what one wants and do...

Poems & News: Today, many gifts bring both what one wants and do...: Dagen i dag kommer med mange gaver  både det som en vil ha og ikke vil.  Den som blir fattig er den som aldri er fornøyd... Aujou...

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 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: If at times my eyes are lenses through which the b...

Poems & News: If at times my eyes are lenses through which the b...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Poems & News: Morality's not practical. Morality's a gesture. A ...

Poems & News: Morality's not practical. Morality's a gesture. A ...: Nobody will or cannot help... Think of all the people how are been killed every day or hour !

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...: Nothing of nothing remains.    Just wet snow and frost. We're nothing. In the sun and air we put off    briefly the unbreathable...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...

Poems & News: The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It ...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

The loneliest of all trees are the cross tree. It blooms only in heaven... --- Det ensomeste av alle trær er korset tree. Det blomstrer bare i himmelen ... --- Er ist von allen anderen Korset Baum. Det blomstrer nackte ich Himmel ... --- Le plus solitaire de tous les arbres est l'arbre croisé. Il fleurit juste dans le ciel ... --- El árbol más solitario de todos es el árbol en cruz. Simplemente florece en el cielo ...

If I could sink my teeth into the
   whole earth and actually taste it,
I'd be happier for a moment...
But I don't always want to be happy.
To be unhappy now and then
   is part of being natural.
Nor all days are sunny,
And when rain is scarce,
   we pray for it.
And so I take unhappiness with
   happiness naturally,
Just as I don't marvel that there are
   mountains and plains and that are
   rocks and grass...

What matters is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel as if feeling were seeing,
To think as if thinking were walking,
   And to remember,
   When death comes,
   That each day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful, 
And so is the night that remains...

That's how it is and how I want it to be...

Poems & News: Morality's not practical. Morality's a gesture. A ...

Poems & News: Morality's not practical. Morality's a gesture. A ...: Nobody will or cannot help... Think of all the people how are been killed every day or hour !

Poems & News: Last Window...

Poems & News: Last Window...: In your frail loft (a fortress of shadows) before desire is trimmed, before the soundest sleep, stark and symmetrical, (without the fr...

Poems & News: Dice la tarde: "-Tengo sed de sombra !"

Poems & News: Dice la tarde: "-Tengo sed de sombra !": Dice la luna: "Yo, sed de luceros". La fuente cristalina pide labios y suspiros el viento. Yo tengo sed de aromas y de risas...

Poems & News: The King asked - The Queen, and The Queen asked - ...

Poems & News: The King asked - The Queen, and The Queen asked - ...: James James Morrison Morrison Weatherby George Dupree Took great Care of his Mother, Though he was only three. James James Said to h...

Poems & News: De la rosa - - - The rose.

Poems & News: De la rosa - - - The rose.: La rosa                                                           The rose no buscaba la aurora:                                    was no...

Poems & News: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...

Poems & News: Kunst gibt nicht das Sichtbare weider, sondern mac...: Eine aktive Linie, die sich frei ergeht, ein Spaziergang um seiner selbst willen, ohne Ziel. Das agens ist ein Punkt, der sich versch...

Poems & News: The Gypsy Nun... Silence of lime and myrtle. Mallo...

Poems & News: The Gypsy Nun... Silence of lime and myrtle. Mallo...: The church growls in the distance, like a bear on its back. How well she embroiders with that  grace ! On the straw cloth she w...

Poems & News: Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad drea...

Poems & News: Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad drea...: Could I say what I think, could I express My every hidden and too-silent thought, And bring my feelings, in perfection wrought, To one u...

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

Poems & News: Whoever would like to sum up the principal feature...: There are some days when each person I meet, and even more the daily, obligatory social contact, acquire a symbolic aspect, and whether ...

Poems & News: Oft fuhl ich jetz... (und) je tiefer ich einsehe, ...

Poems & News: Oft fuhl ich jetz... (und) je tiefer ich einsehe, ...: I often feel, and ever more deeply I realize, that fate and character are the same conception. Hills of the North, rejoice; Rivers and...

Poems & News: The Voice...

Poems & News: The Voice...: Woman much missed, How you call to me, Call to me. Saying that now you are not as you were When you had changed from the one who was al...

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: 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: I have often wished I had time to cultivate modest...

Poems & News: I have often wished I had time to cultivate modest...: Daisy and Lula, Lazy and silly, Walk by the shore of the wan grassy sea --- Talking once more `neath a swan-bosomed tree...

Poems & News: A man who has not passed through the inferno of hi...

Poems & News: A man who has not passed through the inferno of hi...: Passion for barrels or barrels of vine ?... Well, who knows, who knows, If once, way back, before me, I did not leave from such a dock...

Poems & News: Today, many gifts bring both what one wants and do...

Poems & News: Today, many gifts bring both what one wants and do...: Dagen i dag kommer med mange gaver  både det som en vil ha og ikke vil.  Den som blir fattig er den som aldri er fornøyd... Aujou...

Today, many gifts bring both what one wants and does not want. Whoever becomes poor is the one who is never satisfied ...

Dagen i dag kommer med mange gaver 
både det som en vil ha og ikke vil. 
Den som blir fattig er den som aldri er fornøyd...

Aujourd'hui, de nombreux cadeaux 
apportent à la fois ce que 
   l'on veut et ne veut pas. 
Celui qui devient pauvre est celui 
   qui n'est jamais satisfait ...

Heute bringen viele Geschenke beides, 
was man will und nicht will. 
Wer arm wird, ist derjenige, 
   der nie zufrieden ist ...

Hoy, muchos regalos traen lo que uno quiere 
y lo que no quiere. 
Quien se vuelve pobre es aquel que nunca está 
   satisfecho ...

Hoje, muitos presentes trazem o que quer 
   e não quer. 
Quem se torna pobre é aquele que nunca 
   está satisfeito ...

!

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: Gamle forlatte kjerrehjul:---Old abandoned cart wh...

Poems & News: Gamle forlatte kjerrehjul:---Old abandoned cart wh...: Livet forlot en litt etter litt Det samme som et gammelt kjerrehjul Som ikke er i bruk lenger slik er livet ved en viss alder ...

Poems & News: THE LOST KEY...

Poems & News: THE LOST KEY...: Set out from sight of shore !     Grow tired of every sea ! All things are ever more     Than most they seem to be. What steps are ...

Poems & News: No son todas las horas que debe contar.--- Es müss...

Poems & News: No son todas las horas que debe contar.--- Es müss...: What's my life worth? What's my time worth?    In the end: One says: "I enjoyed three thousand    days of glory.&qu...

No son todas las horas que debe contar.--- Es müssen nicht alle Stunden gezählt werden.--- Ce ne sont pas toutes les heures qui comptent. --- It's not all hours one should count. --- Det er ikke alle timer en skal telle...

What's my life worth?
What's my time worth?
   In the end: One says:
"I enjoyed three thousand
   days of glory."
And so many hours of...
To sweep the rooms of observation
   and to dust off simple ideas...
That's my life...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...: Für euch,     die das Leben lieben,     wisst ihr,     dass der Herbst ihr großer Freund ist,     dass jedes Blatt von Weisheit und...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...

Poems & News: Being the world's salt is horrible - especially wh...: If I could sink my teeth into the    whole earth and actually taste it, I'd be happier for a moment... But I don't always wan...

Being the world's salt is horrible - especially when the whole world is like an open wound ... Être le sel du monde est horrible - surtout quand le monde entier est comme une plaie ouverte ... Das Salz der Welt zu sein ist schrecklich - besonders wenn die ganze Welt wie eine offene Wunde ist ... Ser la sal del mundo es horrible, especialmente cuando todo el mundo es como una herida abierta ... Det å være verdens salt er fryktelig - særlig når hele verden er som et åpent sår...

If I could sink my teeth into the
   whole earth and actually taste it,
I'd be happier for a moment...
But I don't always want to be happy,
To be unhappy now and then
Is part of being natural.

Not all days are sunny,
And when rain is scarce,
We pray for it.

And so I take unhappiness with happiness
   Naturally, just as I don't marvel
That there are mountains and plains and
That there are rocks and grass...

What matters is to be natural and calm
In happiness and in unhappiness,
To feel as if feeling were seeing,
To think as if thinking were walking,
And to remember,
When death comes,
That each day dies,
And the sunset is beautiful,
And so is the night that remains...
That's how it is and how I want it to be...

Poems & News: Gamle forlatte kjerrehjul:---Old abandoned cart wh...

Poems & News: Gamle forlatte kjerrehjul:---Old abandoned cart wh...: Livet forlot en litt etter litt Det samme som et gammelt kjerrehjul Som ikke er i bruk lenger slik er livet ved en viss alder ...

Poems & News: THE LOST KEY...

Poems & News: THE LOST KEY...: Set out from sight of shore !     Grow tired of every sea ! All things are ever more     Than most they seem to be. What steps are ...

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...: Nothing of nothing remains.    Just wet snow and frost. We're nothing. In the sun and air we put off    briefly the unbreathable...

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...

Poems & News: November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper ell...: Nothing of nothing remains.    Just wet snow and frost. We're nothing. In the sun and air we put off    briefly the unbreathable...

November er en gammel kvinne som hverken håper eller elsker lenger... Bare kulde og snø. --- November is an old woman who neither hope nor love anymore ... Just cold and snow. --- November ist eine alte Frau, die entweder Hoffnung oder Liebe mehr ... Nur die Kälte und Schnee. ---Novembre est une vieille femme qui n'a plus d'espoir ni d'amour ... Juste du froid et de la neige. --- Noviembre es una anciana que ya no espera ni ama ... Solo frío y nieve.

Nothing of nothing remains.
   Just wet snow and frost.
We're nothing.
In the sun and air we put off
   briefly the unbreathable darkness
   of damp and cold earth.
Whose weight we'll have to bear---
   Postponed corps that procreate. 

We're tales telling tales, nothing...

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: Yes, I'm I, I myself, just what I turned out to be...

Poems & News: Yes, I'm I, I myself, just what I turned out to be...: What I was, what I wasn't - that's all me. What I wanted, what I didn't, all of that gets     to be me, What I loved, ...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...: Für euch,     die das Leben lieben,     wisst ihr,     dass der Herbst ihr großer Freund ist,     dass jedes Blatt von Weisheit und...

Poems & News: The Voice...

Poems & News: The Voice...: Woman much missed, How you call to me, Call to me. Saying that now you are not as you were When you had changed from the one who was al...

Poems & News: Det er opplagt at det finnes speiler med innerbygd...

Poems & News: Det er opplagt at det finnes speiler med innerbygd...: When the stars in the sky ignore the firmament and go off to sleep by day, the stars of the water greet the sky buried in the sea i...

Poems & News: Det er opplagt at det finnes speiler med innerbygd...

Poems & News: Det er opplagt at det finnes speiler med innerbygd...: When the stars in the sky ignore the firmament and go off to sleep by day, the stars of the water greet the sky buried in the sea i...

Det er opplagt at det finnes speiler med innerbygde glorier... --- It is obvious that there are mirrors with built-in glories ... ---Il est évident qu'il y a des miroirs avec des gloires intégrées ... ---Es obvio que hay espejos con glorias integradas ... --- Es ist offensichtlich, dass es Spiegel mit eingebauten Herrlichkeiten gibt ...

When the stars in the sky
ignore the firmament
and go off to sleep by day,
the stars of the water greet
the sky buried in the sea
inaugurating the duties
of the new undersea heavens...

The violet-coloured crab
lurks in the corner of the sea;
its pincers are the two enigmas;
its appetite is an abyss.
Later its armour agonises
in a hellish bowl
and now it is nothing more than
   a rose:
the delectable red rose.

Return, return to the sea
from these words !

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...: Für euch,     die das Leben lieben,     wisst ihr,     dass der Herbst ihr großer Freund ist,     dass jedes Blatt von Weisheit und...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...

Poems & News: Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store...: Für euch,     die das Leben lieben,     wisst ihr,     dass der Herbst ihr großer Freund ist,     dass jedes Blatt von Weisheit und...

Å du som elsker livet, vet at høsten er dens store venn, at hvert et blad blir virvlet hen av visdom og av kjærlighet...

Für euch, 
   die das Leben lieben, 
   wisst ihr, 
   dass der Herbst ihr großer Freund ist, 
   dass jedes Blatt von Weisheit und 
   Liebe verwirbelt wird ...

To you 
   who love life, 
   know that autumn is its great friend, 
   that every leaf is swirled by wisdom 
   and of love ...

À vous 
   qui aimez la vie, 
   sachez que l'automne est son grand ami, 
   que chaque feuille est tourbillonnée par la 
   sagesse et l'amour ...

A ustedes 
   que aman la vida, 
   sepan que el otoño es su gran amigo, 
   que cada hoja se arremolina en la 
   sabiduría y el amor ...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...: The light under the trees, the light from high heaven. The green arbour light that flashes in the leaf and falls like fresh whit...

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: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....

Poems & News: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....: I am not yet born; O fill me with strength against those who would freeze my humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automation, would...

Poems & News: You you you you me me me me Who?...not you ! Not...

Poems & News: You you you you me me me me Who?...not you ! Not...: High up on the mountain a little green tree    a Shepard who comes     a Shepard who goes. Like a shadow in gold you dissolve in ...

You you you you me me me me Who?...not you ! Not me !

High up on the mountain
a little green tree
   a Shepard who comes
    a Shepard who goes.


Like a shadow in gold
you dissolve in the wheat
   you shepherd who comes
   and...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...: The light under the trees, the light from high heaven. The green arbour light that flashes in the leaf and falls like fresh whit...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...: Words are men`s daughters, but God`s sons are things !...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av...: The light under the trees, the light from high heaven. The green arbour light that flashes in the leaf and falls like fresh whit...

Nederlaget er som det visne løvet om høsten --- Av dens jord skal vi vokse...---The defeat is like the fading of the fall --- From its soil we shall grow ...---Die Niederlage ist wie das Verblassen des Falls --- Von seinem Boden werden wir wachsen ...--- La défaite est comme la disparition de la chute --- De son sol nous grandirons ...--- La derrota es como el desvanecimiento de la caída --- De su suelo vamos a crecer ...

The light under the trees,
the light from high heaven.
The green
arbour
light
that flashes
in the leaf
and falls like fresh
white sand.

A grasshopper lifts
its sawing sound
over the Clearness.

The world
is a full glass
of water...

Poems & News: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....

Poems & News: Stille ! Fossesus ! Mossefossen i fantastisk brus....: I am not yet born; O fill me with strength against those who would freeze my humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automation, would...

Poems & News: Ah, none but I discerned her looks, When in the th...

Poems & News: Ah, none but I discerned her looks, When in the th...: The soul of a ... Is like a waterfall without navigation As the soul of a poem The water flows in all directions As estrogen in a huma...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...: Words are men`s daughters, but God`s sons are things !...

Poems & News: Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced

Poems & News: Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced: Rivers Manny rivers run Down to many seas All my cares are one: On what river of these Could my heart have peach? Two banks to e...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...

Poems & News: The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, ado...: Words are men`s daughters, but God`s sons are things !...

Poems & News: Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail. Or kno...

Poems & News: Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail. Or kno...: People you might know ? Or... Most people ignore most poetry because Most poetry ignores most people Something won`t let me Wo...

Poems & News: Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise...

Poems & News: Some are weather-wise, some are otherwise...: Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace ! Where there is hatred let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt,...

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: 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: 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: We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. t...

Poems & News: We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. t...: Never stop because you are afraid--- you are never so likely to be wrong. Never keep a line of retreat: it is a wretched invention. ...

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: Oh Guitarra !

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

Poems & News: Gråstein er en ærlig stein... Prøver aldri å narre...

Poems & News: Gråstein er en ærlig stein... Prøver aldri å narre...: Oh city of the gypsies ! Who could see you and not    remember ? Let them find you and on my     brow: Play of sand and moon... ...

Gråstein er en ærlig stein... Prøver aldri å narre noen. Du kan stole på en gråstein. Han er grå... Grautein ist ein ehrlicher Rock ... Versuchen Sie niemals jemanden zu täuschen. Sie können auf ein Kopfsteinpflaster zählen. Er ist grau ... --- Graystone is an honest rock ... Never try to fool anyone. You can count on a cobblestones. He's gray ...

Oh city of the gypsies !
Who could see you and not
   remember ?
Let them find you and on my 
   brow:
Play of sand and moon...

Poems & News: Why don`t we feel surprised ?

Poems & News: Why don`t we feel surprised ?: Every time the winter ask for permission to enter our planet. With rain and snow, are we calling it autumn ?  Somehow without elation, ...

Poems & News: Ingenting får en mann til å forsøke å bevise at ha...

Poems & News: Ingenting får en mann til å forsøke å bevise at ha...: To you I appeal, O my soul ! When I was not yet born, poetry already existed. Poetry will remain when I`m no longer moving. It is in e...

Poems & News: La civilizacion no es otra cosa que el ensayo de r...

Poems & News: La civilizacion no es otra cosa que el ensayo de r...: Civilization is nothing more  than the effort to reduce the use of force to the last resort. Vær tro i din vandring, det er kunn en...

Poems & News: We are born at nightfall and we die ere morn, And ...

Poems & News: We are born at nightfall and we die ere morn, And ...: How can we guess its truth, to darkness born, The obscure consequences of  absent glow ? Only the stars do teach us light. We grasp their s...

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.' &#...