fredag 25. februar 2022

Poems & News: All animals, except man, know that the principal b...

Poems & News: All animals, except man, know that the principal b...: I'm a runaway, when I was born They shut me up Inside myself. Ah, but I ran away. If people get sick Of living in The same old...

Poems & News: Å tenke på en blomst er å se den og lukte den... Å...

Poems & News: Å tenke på en blomst er å se den og lukte den... Å...:   To think of a flower is to     see it and smell it ...  To eat a fruit is to taste     its meaning ... Pensar en una flor es     verla y o...

Poems & News: Med natten ender alt. Himmelen er kald og ren. Reg...

Poems & News: Med natten ender alt. Himmelen er kald og ren. Reg...:  With the night, everything ends.  The sky is cold and clean.  The rain does not fall .---  Is there pain or joy I feel over     the absence...

tirsdag 22. februar 2022

tirsdag 15. februar 2022

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: Wanna cry, wanna croon. Wanna laugh like a loon. I...

Poems & News: Wanna cry, wanna croon. Wanna laugh like a loon. I...: My secrets cry alone I have no need for tongue My heart keeps open house My doors are widely flung An epic of the eyes My love with n...

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

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

Poems & News: I am an honest man... From where the snow and ice....

Poems & News: I am an honest man... From where the snow and ice....: I dream with open eyes Both night and day; I always dream. And on the spindrift Of the wide rough sea, And on the rolling D...

mandag 14. februar 2022

Poems & News: We live and learn, but not the wiser grow. --- Sci...

Poems & News: We live and learn, but not the wiser grow. --- Sci...: My dream of a house: The world is woven all of dream and error And but one sureness in our truth may lie - That when we hold to aught o...

Poems & News: The road to heaven is toll free... (You do not ha...

Poems & News: The road to heaven is toll free... (You do not ha...: Tanker Vi stiger inn for å rydde, går fra forbauselse til forbauselse. Så det er her - vi skuer og gjenkjenner Opphavet, som trådte f...

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: A new door can be opened between you and me and so...

Poems & News: A new door can be opened between you and me and so...:   When I let my hand climb, in each place I find a dove that was looking for me, as if my love, they had made you of clay for my very own po...

lørdag 12. februar 2022

torsdag 10. februar 2022

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: 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: If, of all words of tongue and pen, the saddest ar...

Poems & News: If, of all words of tongue and pen, the saddest ar...: Some day I think    The world will end in fire,    Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favour...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne gress--- Av den jord s...

Poems & News: Nederlaget er som det visne gress--- Av den jord s...: Hvem skal jeg takke for det jeg fikk se sola  gå ned. Fjorden ble blå ? Hvem skal jeg takke for den æra, I det å gå her og være meg selv...

Poems & News: Christ, a mirror in each hand. He multiplies his s...

Poems & News: Christ, a mirror in each hand. He multiplies his s...: Riddle of the Guitar At the round cross-way six maidens dance. Three of flesh and three of silver. Dreams of yesterday seek the...

mandag 7. februar 2022

Poems & News: Morning has broken - Like the first morning, Black...

Poems & News: Morning has broken - Like the first morning, Black...: In the gloom of whiteness, In the great silence of snow, A child was sighing  And bitterly saying; 'Oh, They have killed a withe bi...

Poems & News: Here, in this little Bay, Full of tumultuous life ...

Poems & News: Here, in this little Bay, Full of tumultuous life ...: The purposeless, glad ocean comes and goes, Under high cliffs, and far from the huge town, I sit me down. For want of me the world's ...

Poems & News: They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, L...

Poems & News: They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, L...: They are not long, the days of wine and roses; Out of a misty dream Our path emerges for a while, Then closes within a dream.

Poems & News: I doubt, therefore I think...

Poems & News: I doubt, therefore I think...: Genius ?  At this moment... A hundred thousand brains are dreaming they're geniuses like me, And it may be that history won't ...

onsdag 2. februar 2022

Poems & News: Vinden blåser uten å vite det. Plantene lever uten...

Poems & News: Vinden blåser uten å vite det. Plantene lever uten...:   The wind blows without knowing it. The plants live without knowing it. I live without knowing it, but I know I'm alive. But I know I&#...

Vinden blåser uten å vite det. Plantene lever uten å vite det. Jeg lever å uten å vite det, men jeg vet at jeg lever. Men vet jeg at jeg lever, eller vet jeg bare at jeg vet det?

 


The wind blows without knowing it.
The plants live without knowing it.
I live without knowing it,
but I know I'm alive.
But I know I'm alive,
or do I just know that I know?


Le vent souffle sans le savoir.
Les plantes vivent sans le savoir.
Je vis sans le savoir,
mais je sais que je suis vivant.
Mais je sais que je suis vivant,
ou est-ce que je sais juste que je sais?