Kategoriarkiv: melancholy

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 … Läs mer

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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? … Läs mer

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A poor man’s longing for love and a woman

Dan Andersson “Jag väntar vid min mila”. Translated to English by me (note, for private use only on this blog, not to pass on in other contexts). I’m waiting at my charcoal pile I’m waiting at my wood fire while … 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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Joy?

Quoting the Swedish writer Theodor Kallifatides on Twitter 13 april ”Jag önskar att jag någon gång i livet fick gå ut ur huset med samma entusiasm, glädje och förväntan som min dotters två mopsar.” In translation: ”I wish that at … Läs mer

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Married to the blues

Married and buried in longing for you, my loneliness singing a blues forever. I wonder who’s kissing you now and if you eat properly? Is it any raining out? Do you still go to the mall on Saturday to then … 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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Left over, me!

  I don’t know what was true and not true with him. He always said he was not a liar and I should trust in him and I believe he honestly believed in that. More I will never know. That’s … Läs mer

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Silence, solitude

Silence, solitude Now two days without talking to you: it is a lifetime of despair for my heart! Same as once you told me, walked on a shore fearing you and I would never become ”us”. When one cry, the … Läs mer

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A future without the other

I wanted it differently and so did you as far as I know. Though I’m helpless against your anger, hell no I will allow you drown me in your self-righteous black sea. Of all unskilled male lovers in the world … Läs mer

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A love thriving in our longing

  I still think of you the first thing I wake up in the morning and I miss you on my lonely evenings: someone to talk to. And sleeping and dreaming I get lost in scary nightmares. But as soon … Läs mer

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Ensam saknad viskar / Lone missing whispers

Oktober glöder, även i duggregn. Men en trötthet håller mig nere. Jag önskar mig ett ”hej” från dig, men ändå inte. Vi alla här lunkar kalla mot kala träd och gravsång- er i dyster nordisk november grå. Inomhus, ensam saknad … Läs mer

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