Kategoriarkiv: fragility
Ashes, (Poetry crumbs 2)
I What does a heart sing about when the fire of love dreams has burned down and died? Does it sing at all? Are the days like ash just gray with no goal and direction? The ashes still warm lacks … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, body image, create life, desirers, despair, disappointments, dreamers, dreaming, fragility, loneliness, loners, loss, lost romance, love dream, love story, morality, old age, old-timers, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading newspapers, reality, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, romance, sadness, separated, sexuality, writing
Märkt aged hearts, aging, alone, ashes, aska, broken heart, coping life, dream of love, gråhet, längtan, loneliness, lonely heart, longing, loss, love and life, passion, sadness
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I take a walk every day
Translated from Swedish, the Swedish text below. I take a short walk every day to regain my strength in body and head. It is as it use to be, everyone has someone but I have no one at all … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, dreamers, fragility, healing, living with others, loners, love dream, poem in English and Swedish, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, present time, reality, society, summer poem, summertime, surviving, Sweden view
Märkt alone, återhämtningstid, coping life, daily walks, dream of love, dreams, historic area, historisk mark, läkning, living in the world, loneliness, lonely walks, nature, nature walks, recovering time, sadness, small-town idyll, småstadsidyll, society and the individual, society issues, surroundings, svensk sommar, Swedish summer
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En ensam plats blir ensammare
This post is only in Swedish as it is about a newly published book which is only available in Swedish (so far) and the hullabaloo a scandlous review in a tabloid caused on many Swedish culture pages. I år … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i about writing, diseases, fragility, inspiring literature, life crises, living with chronic diseases, poems by vonnely, sexuality, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", words, writing
Märkt cancerberättelse, dödsångest, En ensam plats, ensamhet, Kristina Sandberg, Linda Skugge, rädsla, recensioner, svensk kultur, svenskt kulturklimat
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Sol och vår (Love-seeking May)
It is May, sun and rain alternating, hot and cold days. The birches stand in their youthful, sweetest and most beautiful greenery. Fruit trees bloom and spread their seeds in the wind. You start the day with an allergy … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, borders, cultures, fragility, heartbreaker, hjärtekrossare, living with others, loneliness, longing, love dream, morality, online friends, online romance, prose, relationships, springtime, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, turnoff
Märkt borders, breaking up, coping online friends, courting, dangerous men, dream of love, farliga män, friends online, lonely heart, love seekers, online disillusions, online romance, relationships, solochvårare
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Breast cancer as a personal experience (II)
In English below ; Jag blev aldrig rädd när jag diagnostiserades med cancer. Jag fick aldrig en kris. Jag upplevde aldrig att min kropp svek mig. Det kändes aldrig som att falla genom ett stort svart hål, … Fortsätt läsa
Breast cancer as a personal experience (I)
Ingress So kindly pestering, again and again I’m asked to stay in the care plan. I’m asked to act against my will for my own good. It’s simply disgusting. I I knocked on a door … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, armed loneliness, choices, create life, diseases, fragility, grief, illness, left aside, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, Living with chronic pains, living with others, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, loss, lost, lost trust, opportunities, poems, poems by vonnely, reading life, repression and borders, sadness, single-handed voyage, surviving, troubled life, vulnerability
Märkt alone, breast cancer, cancer care, cancer erfarenhet, cancer treatment, coping life, experiences of health care, loss, repression, svensk sjukvård
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Cut up, slow down (1)
I am angry and not sad, treated like a piece of cheese,got the moldy edges cut off to be repackaged but luckilytoo old to be placed at a sales counter again: Yes ”lucky” to be … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i alienation, arduous times, fragility, healing, healthcare meetings, life crises, living with sickness, loneliness, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, sickness, Swedish conditions, to die
Märkt angry not sad, arg och sjuk patient, disease treatmentsts, healthcare system, long-term sick, rebellious patient, sjukvårdsbehandlad som en möglig ost, treatment effects
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Now it will be Spring
In English below the Swedish verses Mosade och tillplattade ligger våra drömmar framför våra fötter, de duger inte ens att ha på vegomackan, än mindre att kompostera. Smältvatten porlar ned i gatubrunnarna och vinterns grusande drivor snubblar under våra … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i arduous times, armed loneliness, borders, changes, choices, coping skills, courage, create life, culture values, cultures, darkness, dreaming, falsehood, falsity, fate, fears, fooled, forgetting, fragility, garbage, hard times, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, images, inspiring literature, inspiring writer, life and love, life crises, life turns, living in the world, living with others, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, melancholy, memories, moods, morality, nobody's somebody, oblivion, obstacles, opportunities, paradigms, past, poem in Swedish and English, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, politics, present time, reading life, reality, remembering, repression and borders, restrictions, roots, seasons, sowing, spring, vår, vårvinter
Märkt create life, historical ignorance, living in the world, nutid, present times, repression and borders, selfishness, Spring coming, vårens ankomst
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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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January snow, heavy boots (Old age 3)
Chilly but giving a lot of light, the snow creaking under the soles of my heavy boots. Don’t we all welcome the returning light in January, multiplied in the reflecting snow drifts? Yes, we do, old as well as … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i ageism, aging, arduous times, fragility, left aside, loners, longing, morality, old age, old-timers, poems by vonnely, reality, Short prose, sickness, snow, social movements, welfare
Märkt ageism, aging, coping life, dreams, human touch, invisible lives, loneliness, repression, sjukdomstider, weaknesses
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Lost libido, lost lovers
One, I met one time but I never got to know him. One I got to know but I never met him, not even one time. (Oh, in my youth age, there were some in real: and I regret there … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i absence, body image, create life, forgetting, fragility, grief, heartache, illness, incapacity, left aside, life and love, life turns, living with sickness, loneliness, loners, longing, loss, lost, lost romance, lost trust, love poem, love story, memories, missing, nobody's somebody, obstacles, old age, opportunities, past, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, remembering, sadness, secret love, sentimentality, sexuality, sickness, single-handed voyage, struggles, troubled life, unhappiness, vulnerability, walk of life
Märkt aged life, aging, alone, dream of love, grow old, living in the past, loneliness, lonely heart, lost libido, lost lovers, lost romances, love and life, love memories, old and frail
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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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The piano
My mother bought a piano with many years of payments, hoping it would prevent her youngest daughter to leave her alone and unsupported. As a child cannot be hindered from growing up and start its … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i create life, fears, fragility, hope, incapacity, left aside, life crises, loneliness, loss, obstacles, opportunities, parenting, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, poverty, remembering, roots, to die, troubled life, unhappiness
Märkt aging, alone, breaking up, broken heart, coping life, create life, dreams, dysfunctional families, family bonds, growing up, hope, loss, memories, mothers, parenting, repression, separation
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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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A soldier of love
I have a lover man in my stable: what to do with a domestic who does not want to be free? I have nothing at all to offer him as my heart and body are drier than all the … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i body image, changes, diseases, fatigue, fragility, gloom, inspiring songs, life and love, life crises, life turns, living with chronic diseases, living with sickness, loneliness, lost, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, sadness, sexuality, sickness, unhappiness
Märkt aging, baldness, borders, broken heart, cancer treatment, coping life, fed up, loneliness, longing for freedom, lost appearance, lost flavor, lost joy, lost lust, lost strength, love and life, powerless, relationships, repression, weakness
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No poems tells about cancer (En bröstcancer tiger stilla)
In English below En bröstcancer tiger stilla, men bieffekterna av alla mediciner mot den som man får gör det inte, de tiger inte stilla men gör dig illa. Gör dig så sjuk! Medan cancern fortfarande tiger, tiger mörkt! Men … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i changes, courage, darkness, diseases, fragility, living with chronic diseases, living with others, living with sickness, obstacles, poem in Swedish translated to English, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading life, reality, trust
Märkt bröstcancer, breast cancer, cancer treatment, cancerbehandling, coping life, courage, hantera livet, lonely heart, loss, mod att leva, opoetiska ord, scary words, side effects, sjukdom, skrämmande ord
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August is coming
The summer is almost gone, August comes this weekend. It’s the last summer month in the Scandinavian landscape. It will get dark earlier now and deeper with pitch black and chilly nights while the days still will be nicely … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i authenticity, autumn, Autumn poem, become old, body image, courage, create life, darkness, desirers, diseases, fragility, loss, missing, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt aging, August, autumn, compassion, confidence, coping life, create life, dancing, harvesting, manage illness, seasons
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Numb!
Magnificently shot out of life’s catapult in the air, born free and landed hard, where were you then? Between battles, when loneliness and emptiness and my smallness spreads, where are you then? Those weary breaks between struggles kill more than … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i fatigue, fragility, gloom, lost, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry
Märkt between fights, breaks, exhausted, lost, mellan striderna, mellan varven, slutkörd, trött, weakness, weariness
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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 … Fortsätt läsa
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Märkt övervåld, borders, coping life, create life, dream of love, dreams, injustice, missing, oppression, orättvis värld, rebellious lovers, repression, samhällsbilder, tyranny, unhappiness
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Midsummer Dreams in the freezer
Lonely men All these lonely men, where do they all come from? And to what will they go with all their dreams, kept strictly secret in their hearts, and at their backs and behind harsh smiles? … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, beliefs, diseases, dreamers, fragility, left aside, loneliness, loners, longing, lost, melancholy, poem in English and Swedish, poem in English to Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reality, summer poem, summertime, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish souls, unhappiness, vulnerability, walk of life
Märkt aging, alone, coping life, dream of love, loneliness, lonely heart, longing, Midsummer Dreams, nature walks, overbalance, repression, sadness, trekkng
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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
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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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You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet!
Fy fan för äldreboenden, ättestupa och hurtig underhållning med Evert Taube! Jag skulle hellre äta råttgift än att bo där! Den sen decennier bortgångne och mytologiserade trubaduren Taube är sannerligen ingen … Fortsätt läsa
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Märkt "entertainments for oldies", age discrimination, ageism, äldreboenden, åldersapartheid, åldringsvård, coping life, create life, loneliness, repression
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Aging female body (part I and II)
He made me hate my aging body, as mercilessly mirrored when I dress in the hall looking at these undeniably saggy boobs and right before, in the bathroom caring for what’s secretly hidden ”down there” my flaccid pussy prickly dry … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i aging, alienation, become old, body image, changes, closeness, create life, desirers, dreamers, falsity, fears, fragility, images, life and love, loneliness, lost romance, lost trust, maturity, old age, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, relationships, vulnerability
Märkt aging, aging distress, avsexualisering, åldrande, beauty ideal, borders, breaking up, coping life, courting, create life, desexualizing, dream of love, loneliness, love and life, mirrored, relationships, repression
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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 … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i abuse, alienation, armed loneliness, betrayal, borders, copied lyrics, creativity, culture values, darkness, desirers, dreamers, faith, falsity, fragility, frihet, gloom, hate, hope, human cruelty, human rights, inspiring literature, inspiring music, inspiring songs, left aside, lies, living in the world, loneliness, longing, loss, lost trust, melancholy, memories, morality, opportunities, parenting, poem in English and Swedish, poems, poems by vonnely, Poetry, reading, rebellious lovers, repression and borders, roots, sacred, satire, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, Swedish souls, to die, transformation, translations by vonnely, troubled life, visionaries, vulnerability, walls
Märkt "Sverigebilden", Anders Tegnell, Fadime, finding light, free interpretation, fri tolkning, J M Baule, mortality, samhällsbilden, society and the individual, Sweden Corona solutions, tidsbild, time image, translations, unga döda, Yahya Hassan, young migrants
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One hot day in April I went shopping…
It’s bloody hot today! It’s only April, but still a summer heat! Well, I expected it to be hot when I dressed to go out to shop – but like a normal spring heat! … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i become old, fragility, hope, living in the world, loneliness, poems by vonnely, Poetry, prose, reading life, Short prose, spring, Swedish "culture", vår
Märkt alone, April, day-fly story, dreams of summer, karantän, old age, quarantine, single lady, sunny day
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Medelklassens hastiga uppvaknande (What is ”normal” and to whom?)
Read this post in English here below Jag läser om morgonen en krönika i en morgontidning om att vi aldrig ”efter detta” (pandemin!) kan gå tillbaka till det ”normala”. Det vill säga förgifta jorden. Äga förmågan att uppleva vad som … Fortsätt läsa
Publicerat i courage, culture values, cultures, diseases, fears, fragility, happiness, human rights, immigrants, living in the world, living with sickness, morality, nature, poems by vonnely, prose, reading newspapers, reality, sentimentality, Short prose, spring, Sweden view, Swedish "culture", Swedish conditions, troubled life, unhappiness, welfare
Märkt covid-19, kultursidor, medeklassögon, middle-class-eyes, normal life, normalt liv, virus, vitsippor, wood anemones
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