Kategoriarkiv: distance
Cancer and Corona (Swedish view)
You lose your hair getting your cancer treated you age ten years your bowels do not work your skin fails and your nails may fall off you wake up with nausea and … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i ageism, aging, alienation, arduous times, armed loneliness, artistry, culture values, diseases, distance, fears, hard times, healing, healthcare meetings, illness, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, morality, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, repression and borders, restrictions, struggles, Sweden view, words
Märkt borders, cancer treatment, coping life, corona rumors, healthcare treatments, leva med corona, leva med sjukdom, loneliness, loss, pandemic endurance, pandemic times, pandemisk uthållighet, repression, ryktesspridare, selfish artists, sjukvårdsbehandlingar, Sweden's corona strategy
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Pandemic winter
Pandemisk vinter Ett tigande hyreshus Och långt mellan oss Pandemic winter Silent apartment building And far between us Pulsar genom snön, håller avståndet i kön försjunken i drömmar I trudge through the snow I keep my distance in the queue … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, alienation, armed loneliness, diseases, distance, fragility, grannar, living in the world, living with others, loneliness, loners, loss, morality, neighbors, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, snow, winter, Winter heart
Märkt ömtålig människa, coping life, dependent, ensamhet, hålla avståndet, illness, isolering, keep the distance, lonely heart, pandemi, pulsa genom snö, sjukdomstider, snökaos, solitude, vintersverige
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Wounded, we will walk scarred from this time
And snow finally came over here with the new year. Cars in dangerous driving in storms and snowdrifts. The weather bureau stated repeated warnings. And southward at my locality, slippery icy walkways and most like me stay … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, distance, fatigue, fears, fragility, hard times, healing, healthcare meetings, life crises, living in the world, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, longing, loss, lost, missing, obstacles, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, present time, separated, struggles, surviving, time sense, troubled life, winter
Märkt aging, alone, borders, coping life, dreams, hantera livet, livskriser, loneliness, missing others, pandemic times, repression, restrictions, sadness, sakna andra
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Out of the gloom, a New Year’s greeting for 2021
A New Year’s greeting (written on December 30th, but never sent in full). Hi there my friend! I will break my last days silence only to send you a New Year’s greeting! But sorry to say, I’m still a … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i armed loneliness, diseases, distance, fragility, friendship, gloom, grief, hard times, healthcare meetings, hope, life crises, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, obstacles, poems by vonnely, Winter heart
Märkt alone, coping life, ensam-helg, gloom, icy holes, jul-depression, loneliness, motgångar, New Year's Eve, patient-trauma, repression, sadness, setbacks
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Dansar ensamma (Dancing alone)
Started up writing in Swedish and then in English and Swedish simultaneously. In English below Dansar ensamma Under pandemin dansar vi ensamma. Hör vaken hjärtats dunk i singelkudden Mina tomma händers längtan efter en räddande Ängel Grådunkeltider Nu i … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i darkness, desirers, distance, dreamers, gloom, loneliness, loners, longing, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt alone, coping life, dancing alone, dansar ensamma, dreams, keeping distance, lonely heart, longing
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On my mind today
No nausea today. Well, almost nothing and just a little pain in my legs and head, but just a little. So I’m doing relatively well. Still some embarrassing dysfunctions in my bowels, yes. But reaching old age – over … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, distance, fragility, left aside, life turns, poems by vonnely, politics, sickness, society, walls, way of life
Märkt dependency, digitization, emotional needs, healthcare, lifestyle trends, obsession, smartphones
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November, the second
November, the second. Hard winds are blowing outside my windows, as in a riven hostile world, seen alone on TV news. I feel bare trees freezes, at times I walk on the shiny black wet sidewalks there slippery golden … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, alienation, armed loneliness, Autumn poem, darkness, distance, life crises, life turns, loss, lost, missing, November gloom, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, repression and borders, sickness, troubled life, vulnerability, Winter heart
Märkt alone, Autumn poem, coping life, Corona times, dystra tider, höstrusk, living in the world, loneliness, November storms, relationships, repression, troubled world, world crises
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July gloom
And the rain keeps on pouring from the sky, my balcony plants flooded into rotten roots. A face fades away and the days’ grays, alike my hair while my lonely heart shrivels. And I feel like I am sinking away … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, distance, gloom, loneliness, loss, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime, with or without you
Märkt abandoned, aging, alone, broken heart, coming, depression, gloom, horisonten, horizon, loss, lost love, rain, sad heart, summer gloom
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I am nobody’s somebody
I am nobody’s somebody. Someone out there! In here and yonder you, I’m you nobody! Who hardly knew me, neither my dreams. I miss someone, nobody. I eat the summer greenery with my eyes, to feed me in the … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i distance, forgetting, free, loners, lost romance, oblivion, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, summer poem, summertime
Märkt coping life, create a past, create life, distance, frigörelse, glömska, liberation, lonely heart, love and life, nobody's somebody, oblivion, summer greenery, time
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Harsh wind, some reflections
The rain ended and the summer heat came but the harsh wind has stayed. And it is hard-bitten merciless. My balcony plants looks like terrified puppies. My mother heart aches for little ones. I’m worn out from … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, courage, culture values, distance, falsity, fears, fragility, grannar, grief, human cruelty, human rights, left aside, living in the world, loneliness, loners, loss, lost trust, morality, neighbors, obstacles, old age, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish and English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, poverty, present time, sadness, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt abandoned, abandonment, äldrevården, övergivenhet, broken heart, coping life, corona-ättestupan, covid-19 Sverige, ensamhet dubblad isolering, Erich Maria Remarque, gamlas liv, loneliness, lonely heart, loss, Natt i Lissabon, relationships, repression, sadness, The night in Lisbon
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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 … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, armed loneliness, become old, betrayal, culture values, diseases, distance, falsehood, fears, fooled, fragility, human cruelty, left aside, lies, living in the world, living with others, lost, morality, old age, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, reality, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, to die, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt abandoned, age discrimination, age-apartheid, ageism, aging, coping life, corona in Sweden, corona-ättestupan, covid-19, den svenska modellen, gamlas liv, levnadsvillkor äldre, repression, the Swedish approach
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Farewell Agadir!
Farewell Agadir, we never met in your narrow alleys or on your beaches. Your white sins and dirty morals! Closed eye, blinded in contempt for your betrayals, lament and false tears. Farewell Agadir, black light, we never met in true … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i authenticity, beliefs, betrayal, blinded, borders, darkness, desirers, distance, dreamers, falsehood, falsity, fate, heartbreaker, loss, poem in English to Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, with or without you
Märkt alone, betrayal, blinded, borders, breaking up, courting, disappointments, farewell, living in the world, loneliness, lost dreams, lost illusions, relationships, sadness
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Corona apartheid
The Corona strategy has created apartheid in Sweden of the elderly instead of a fair and equal lockdown of the whole society. After the Easter weekend, the voluntary restrictions no longer work among common people, some just going wildly at … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, aging, alienation, become old, distance, falsity, fears, human rights, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, politics, prose, separated, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", troubled life, welfare
Märkt ageism, apartheid, åldersdiskriminering, åldersklyftor, Corona, corona-ättestupan, elderly care, oldies
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Keeping the distance
Don’t shake my hand and don’t stand too close! No cheek kisses and no hugs – don’t make your moves too soon! We fear the other and stay at home, no matter believers or non-believers, Lady Corona is equally infectious … Fortsätt läsa
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