søndag 31. mars 2019

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...

fredag 29. mars 2019

Poems & News: Og nå står bjerken i brudeslør, og fuglene er serv...

Poems & News: Og nå står bjerken i brudeslør, og fuglene er serv...: The wood-lark O where, what can that be ? Weedio-weedio: there again! So tiny a trickle of song-strain; And all round not to be foun...

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: 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: Le bon sens est la chose du monde la mieux partage...

Poems & News: Le bon sens est la chose du monde la mieux partage...: Fish ! Good for all human, but to little of it...

Poems & News: Jeg gjette aldri sauer, jeg gjette aldri politiker...

Poems & News: Jeg gjette aldri sauer, jeg gjette aldri politiker...: I never shepherd sheep,  I never shepherd politicians,  I was no shepherds.  But it's as if I watched over them.  My soul is ...

Poems & News: Takknemlighet er hjertets hukommelse... --- Gratit...

Poems & News: Takknemlighet er hjertets hukommelse... --- Gratit...: Listen to the stories men tell of last year that sound of other places though they happened... History is a needle for putting so...

torsdag 28. mars 2019

fredag 22. mars 2019

Poems & News: Withthe rising sun, we see a painted sky forever m...

Poems & News: Withthe rising sun, we see a painted sky forever m...: Avec le soleil levant,     nous voyons un ciel peint qui     bouge sans cesse, mais qui reste immobile,     à mesure que la lumière...

Withthe rising sun, we see a painted sky forever moving yet still as light becomes colour---You turn one side, eyes open... And there.


Avec le soleil levant, 
   nous voyons un ciel peint qui 
   bouge sans cesse, mais qui reste immobile, 
   à mesure que la lumière devient couleur - 
vous vous retournez, les yeux ouverts ...


Mit der aufgehenden 
   Sonne sehen wir einen gemalten Himmel, 
   der für immer in Bewegung ist, 
aber dennoch wird das Licht Farbe.



Con el sol naciente, 
   vemos que un cielo pintado 
   se mueve para siempre, pero aún así, 
a medida que la luz se vuelve de color.





tirsdag 19. mars 2019

Poems & News: Det er ingen så høy at han ikke må bøye seg, og in...

Poems & News: Det er ingen så høy at han ikke må bøye seg, og in...: Hva lykke er ? - Gå på Gamleveien i tynne sommerklær, prate med hunden, klø sine ferske myggstikk, jage løs-bikkjer,  irritere seg o...

Poems & News: Madrugada...

Poems & News: Madrugada...: Pero como el amor los saetros estan ciegos. Sobre la noche verde, las saetas dejan rastros de lirio caliente. La quilla de la l...

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...: Book of life... Not just words, one believes. Count the years that I've sat over it! Now its pictures have yellowed a bit    Lik...

Poems & News: Springtime: I've lost my sleep. All day, all night...

Poems & News: Springtime: I've lost my sleep. All day, all night...: And shaking their self up,     walks through a thicket And frowns--- The world around is still too white. They must be waiting eage...

Poems & News: This I feel, and this I write, knowing perfectly a...

Poems & News: This I feel, and this I write, knowing perfectly a...: I try saying what I feel Without thinking about what I feel. I try fitting words to the idea Without going down a corridor Of thoug...

søndag 17. mars 2019

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...: Book of life... Not just words, one believes. Count the years that I've sat over it! Now its pictures have yellowed a bit    Lik...

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...

Poems & News: I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...: Book of life... Not just words, one believes. Count the years that I've sat over it! Now its pictures have yellowed a bit    Lik...

I'm - I'm the ... --- Je suis - je suis le ...


Book of life...
Not just words, one believes.
Count the years that I've sat over it!
Now its pictures have yellowed a bit
   Like the grass in September,
   Like leaves.
My head's long gone silvery white,
   Yet with every day that goes by...
The last chapter gets harder to write.


Livre de la vie...
Pas seulement des mots, on y croit.
Comptez les années que j'ai passées dessus!
Maintenant ses images ont un peu jauni
    Comme l'herbe en septembre,
    Comme des feuilles.
Ma tête est depuis longtemps devenue blanc argenté,
    Pourtant, chaque jour qui passe ...
Le dernier chapitre devient plus difficile à écrire.


lørdag 9. mars 2019

Poems & News: Det er ingen så høy at han ikke må bøye seg, og in...

Poems & News: Det er ingen så høy at han ikke må bøye seg, og in...: Hva lykke er ? - Gå på Gamleveien i tynne sommerklær, prate med hunden, klø sine ferske myggstikk, jage løs-bikkjer,  irritere seg o...

Poems & News: Kjærtegn, som ikke møtes, ord, som gikk seg vill a...

Poems & News: Kjærtegn, som ikke møtes, ord, som gikk seg vill a...: Sommer-disen i jordens skygge til himmelens glitrende stjernevintre. Stiger fontenenes nattemørke som blånende årer i mørkets indre.   ...

Poems & News: CAMPANA (Bordon)

Poems & News: CAMPANA (Bordon): En la torre amarilla dobla una campana. Sobre el viento amarillo se abren las campanadas. en la torre amarilla cesa la campana....

Poems & News: Tonight the word of your power filling every place...

Poems & News: Tonight the word of your power filling every place...: There is but one true friend ! Come in, friend, if I may be so bold, and make yourself at home. I'll gladly do so, friend, but I h...

fredag 8. mars 2019

Poems & News: Madrugada...

Poems & News: Madrugada...: Pero como el amor los saetros estan ciegos. Sobre la noche verde, las saetas dejan rastros de lirio caliente. La quilla de la l...

Poems & News: Several excuses are always less convincing than on...

Poems & News: Several excuses are always less convincing than on...: Where am I from,    where in the devil do we come from. I sometime ask myself,    what day is it today,    what's going on. Loo...

søndag 3. mars 2019

Poems & News: En kommer ikke dypere enn til bunns... One comes n...

Poems & News: En kommer ikke dypere enn til bunns... One comes n...: On the coast of... Where the early pumpkins blow, In the middle of the woods, And no fish this year, Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo, (cal...

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: Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist...

Poems & News: Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist...: Die Welt des Glucklichen ist eine andres als die des Unglucklichen... Was sich uberhaupt sagen lasset. lasst sich klar sagen; und w...

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 ...