Kategoriarkiv: armed loneliness

As the world appears (barber wire haiku)

As the world appears Why bother picking flowers? And why fall in love? Barbed wire Flower The power of tyranny Hong Kong Orchid Tree Trump and Xi Jinping like monsters in ancient myths kills our single lives What to dream … Läs mer

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A ”Dear John” letter, answering ”Missing you”

(pastiche) In English below Käre John! Om jag nånsin tänker på dig drar jag en lättnadens suck Jag är fortfarande här ensam och du långt härifrån Jag antar att du undrar varför jag dumpade dig, men hur länge kan ett … Läs mer

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Neither for nor against (The Swedish approach)

In English below I Jag är inte med dig, jag är inte mot dig jag är mittemellan dig och alla, intryckt nedtryckt under din höjda arm, näsan begravd i din armhåla, du stinker: byt deodorant! Eller: håll avståndet. II Sluta … Läs mer

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Thistles

  Life hasn’t been good to me so far, so why do I bother to put seed in the soil? I never felt people were there, I fought alone and all I got was meager harvests. And thistles on my … Läs mer

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Moses Tegnell med sin stafettpinne leder svenska folket genom Corona-pestens ökenlandskap

Moses Tegnell with his baton leads the Swedish people through the desert landscape of the Corona plague De rör sig ur dunkla dis, de sågs aldrig komma I fängelser utan dörrar, tror vi att vi ska överleva… De dirigerar förlusterna … Läs mer

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Elderly balance (single-leg stance)

When 18 people read my texts I exist. Otherwise it is not much with that, unless I not wake up in the night with cramps in one lower leg, then I surely know I’m alive. I hear on the TV … Läs mer

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The desires of the beloved

I imagining having you here with me, touching your naked body unlimited. This even though I, also in the mere thought, shy away from same intimacy from you. Why is obscure, but clearly I cannot talk with you about my … Läs mer

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I know Sophie

I know Sophie, she lives upstairs and sometimes when I meet her at the front door she says a shy ”hi” and hastily takes the stair home to her own. Neighbors say she has lived here for a long time … Läs mer

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One-man riot

There are riots in Hong Kong, there are riots in Paris and in Barcelona. There are riots in Bagdad and the cities around in Iraq as well as in cities in Iran as Tehran and around in the country, tell … Läs mer

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The weed in my garden of love (thistle love)

I met a guy and I loved him but he never knew my love because he only knew the love he claimed he had for me. It was all about his feelings and never about mine. He never knew how … Läs mer

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I never knew him

  I never knew him in the flesh I withdrew for safety reasons He expected too much of me He made me his guiding light Now he rests behind my eyes I have to live with this a while Shame … Läs mer

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Wisdom Wells

              (translated from Swedish) When summer so sleeps its last rest, the fall flames as fire yet chilly. Then the young hero comes to the Nordic regions to find his Crone, she the wise … Läs mer

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All the difference

  Every evening after dark I take a 12 minutes’ walk around the block. Nor have I ever said, ”I want to be alone. I only said, I want to be left alone.” It is the Garbo truth: ”There is … Läs mer

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Heart wrapped in barbed wire

          I read your letter, roses sweet with thorns thoroughly hidden in thin silk paper. I grieve your heart wrapped in barbed wire! What you have you don’t want and what you want is far away. … Läs mer

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What you deserve is not always what you get

Haven’t you forgot something, I asked. No why, he said. I said, it’s my birthday today! OMG!, he said, happy birthday to you and I love you and I wish I was there now to celebrate you! Well, I’m used … Läs mer

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Black or white, Edith Södergran

Edith Södergran (1892 – 1923) is a Finnish-Swedish writer and she was a pioneer in the Scandinavian literary modernism in the early 1900s. She never got not much fame for her poetry before her death, rather the opposite. But she … Läs mer

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The bitter taste of a depressed man

        He said, why would I make friends when people are just fake, I’m lost in a fake world, I’m 34 and my life is over. I said I just got a headache! I woke up too … Läs mer

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The elevator (invisibilized)

                  The lady in the elevator looks down on you, but what do you care! You’re going up and she’s going down, you’ve nothing to share! Mistreated all your life, people now … Läs mer

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Is love’s ending, love in vain?

                    Is love’s ending, love in vain? I woke up and felt like a bus had run over me, it was you! Walking a street, no map and not sure where … Läs mer

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Part-time commitments (perspectives)

  In an urbanized and modern society as ours, even ”love” has a ”best before” date. He always said to her ”I could do everything for you,” and he told her his love was ”forever”. But in practice his love … Läs mer

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A gift to myself

  Winter chill, again. Got my body pains back, again. Woke up in night, now again. And couldn’t go back to sleep. Then I thought about other waken nights missing someone, trying to keep it up and all years passing. … Läs mer

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If I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you!

You have been a fortnight offline. And if I’ve lost you, I’ve lost you. I don’t cry but I don’t smile either. It snows when I lower the blinds in the afternoon. It snows when I raise them in morning. … Läs mer

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The miracle to be loved

        He’s the last one to be her first one, yet if so the other in the family rank In the complete desert in her aging and of losses sad, weakened heart, his lasting and devoted love … Läs mer

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The bike accident

I had an accident with my bike on Thursday 30 August as passing through the hospital area. I was on my way downtown to the local library. Over the last decade, extensive new construction of the hospital area is carried … Läs mer

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Single ”forever”

If you wonder if I miss you the answer is simply ”yes”. All other answers are ”no”. If you can forget me: good! If you can’t: just live with it. And the same goes for me!   You said your … Läs mer

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I am a private person

I am a private person who is living with words and only with words. It’s so easy to make me feel uncomfortable. But my words are all public and accessible to everyone, yet my words are not touchable (unfortunately, not … Läs mer

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Vinegar and lemon juice (distracted day)

      We have a quarrel now again and he doesn’t talk and as ever before I’m worried not knowing if it’ll last. On the radio the old time pop star Millie Small sings shrilly “What am I living … Läs mer

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Mother and son united

              We came to talk about times that have been, my son and I, last time he was at home and I’ve since then thought and thought about it. Thought what he told me … Läs mer

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Sadness is a seven letters word

      Sadness is a seven letters word. Seven black drops dirt your skin and you rub and rub to clean it off you, but you can still see there are remains of the stains. Some people are just … Läs mer

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We travel on the same bus in different worlds

I had such dreams latest night! Just before I woke up I dreamt I was on a bus full with other people and I was in company with a person I’m not comfortable to be with. But I meet with  … Läs mer

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I never told you goodbye

  To cut you off was easy and actually an act of self-defense, I don’t expect you to understand. But now I discover I’ve cut off a part of myself. And sometimes during my days it hurts in my absent … Läs mer

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I lost him a Thursday in October

I lost him a Thursday in October. It was a chilly but sunny day and I had just went to bed for a nap. It was at 17.39 to be precise and 3600 km away he looked up and met … Läs mer

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In the essence of the night

There’s an old grief at the bottom of my soul that never heal and goes away. When the cold nights come and I have no one to hold on to, ghosts chase me and makes me feel worthless. My last … Läs mer

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Cloudy

  I said  ”you could at least try to communicate”. He said ”how is the weather over there”. ”It’s rainy but not cold”, I said. ”It rains a lot here”, he said. ”Not a lot here”, I said. ”It’s cloudy”, … Läs mer

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Callow mind

Know that I can feel your pain now. Know that I cannot do any for you. Know that you have a callow mind. Your words were too often ignorant and lacked empathy and insight in others emotional lives. I don’t … Läs mer

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The Road

              I guess everyone has their own tragedy to live with. It’s always trivial and personal and hardly visible to others. But it’s utterly sore if any by mistake touch it. (Must know it … Läs mer

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About relationships

          He always thought it was all about him and for a sensitive ego that’s surely hard. He meant she caused them the conflicts and he responded by refuse to talk to her and go to … Läs mer

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”Sister”! You made me shiver!

“Sister”, you grabbed me by the throat and you ripped the buttons of my coat and you really made me shiver and choke. And then you craved to come intimate and have me like your rabbit in a crate! You … Läs mer

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Once we were young and pretty

Once we were young and pretty, but now we’re old and what then rose high and proudly is now grey and dried, low and slow and life has become a struggle with our bodies failures. Although we have lost the … Läs mer

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I think of my latest lover

                    The year 1971 I was 22, slim and cute and clever and lonely. Now I’m 67 and I’m not slim and cute, maybe clever, surely lonely. And I think of … Läs mer

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Giving sadness a room

            Sadness constantly dwells with me – never seems to leave me. But fought, it sucks up the air and lower my mobility. Maybe I should give sadness a space – a blue room of … Läs mer

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Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor

Loneliness is armed with machine guns! (in English below the Swedish text)       Ensamheten är beväpnad med kulsprutor! Efter att långan tid varit beväpnad måste du tala med omsorg, så att du inte avsiktslöst skjuter nå’n. Alltsomoftast skjuter du … Läs mer

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The story of the man at the pier

I’m a man of fire and ashes. Every day is new, I know – but it all feels like repeats. I try to walk straight, but constantly stumbles on my feet. Time and time again and all my life I’ve … Läs mer

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