Kategoriarkiv: reading life

The promised land of the Cinnamon Bun

Cinnamon buns are ”public domains”, anyone everywhere can copy them, to eat and enjoy. But everything written online, even on a blog, is copyrighted. You cannot copy my writing and not take all or part of my written material as … Läs mer

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Told in parentheses

  (In brackets!) An aged poet wrote: ”Undvik inte extasen, nu när torkan alltmer breder ut sig, över de inre fälten.” (Do not avoid the ecstasy, now when the drought is spreading, over the inner fields.) I barely know what … Läs mer

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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 … Läs mer

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The footprints we make in others

Like you smitten me and like I smitten you to burn, to then disappear and become to ashes. A petrified footprint found in Kenya 1.5 million years old. The olden tales about lost paths and of grievous searches for the … Läs mer

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Lady Corona: heaven can wait, we old don’t want to die!

”I wanted to live,” said a 92 years old Louise in a report on Swedish TV news and in an interview in the Swedish tabloid Expressen. She has survived both covid-19 and intensive care and has now been discharged from … Läs mer

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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! … Läs mer

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April 2020, fears and balcony dreams

Written in Swedish and then translated to English  When I see the few people on the streets nowadays, I see not only the people who seems to ignore everything but their own living: I can see fears in the others’ … Läs mer

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The end of a high flying romance (quarantine)

I have nothing to say to you that could be of any comfort to you. For once, the saying ”you reap what you sow” fits good when about you! I don’t feel anything yet, no anger or bitterness or sadness. … 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 current historylessness (Dysterkvistar)

Here my bumpy thighs and unnoticed life which still is in progress, yet declining. All I have ever accomplished is aging, now I’m not 30 and depressed anymore, but read the literary reviews: such gloom and pretensions! It get me … 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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(Oh Carol) I think I’ll retire and start write literature criticism!

I was chatting again with him today, him – the one who has designated me as his first and greatest and only one love forever and ever. And it’s as terrible as listening to Neil Sedaka’s howling Oh Carol. Verbatim! … 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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Who is Olga? And where’s she?

Who is Olga? And where’s she? ”Everyone” knows by now who the Other One is and what he’s alleged to has written and said and not – and what he himself claims he has not written and not said. ”I’m … 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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At my age! (2) (prose)

”At my age anything unexpected that isn’t medical or mortal should be celebrated.”A quote attributed to Kathleen Brennan.               If any say ”at my age”, she’s for sure not 6 years old… or 20 … Läs mer

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At my age!

I came old and stood at the edge, mirrored nothingness fearing but fighting, as faced the end of the mortal “me” Then I met him, a freedom fighter for his own good only He caught me and brought me a … Läs mer

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Hedgehog men

          He sent me a photo and he had a chin like a hedgehog. He said ”You can kiss me as much as you want!” ”Oh thanks,” I said in fear. ”Yet I don’t!”     … Läs mer

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At 70!

Vid 70 har man samlat på sig berg av illusioner, förlorade, återvunna, återfunna. Livet går vidare, javisst! Men själv har man nått sin vägs ände och går inte längre med. Och sedan då alla dessa berg som skymmer den fria … Läs mer

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Adonis’ speech

  I gave her my heart and she sliced it and spiced it and fried it and show it to the world to view and to consume. Since I’ve fled the battles she gives me bad names but my name … Läs mer

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Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man

Once upon a time I had a crush on a young man. He had such a lovely mustache, dimples in his cheeks and very blue eyes. He looked at me and got my heart to beat faster. But he was … Läs mer

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There’s no tomorrow for what died yesterday

        There’s no love around us anymore what once has solidify will never change It’s silly to believe love is all you need when blindness becomes its only seed Love will fade just like the sun goes … 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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Unhappy, although I’m loved (forget me not)

        I’m unhappy, although I’m loved. And I tell myself every day to be content with what I have, but that doesn’t make me feel better. Unsatisfactions eats my soul like mice making hole in a pantry … 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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A real life that’s not poetry

      Now last he told he’ll be out of work once again and it annoyed me a lot, as it’s like he lives from one day to another, having no plan that includes me in a future, but … Läs mer

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Voices speaking to the melancholy Swedish soul

It’s the underlying lost melancholy white tune in Springsteen and Harris voices beyond any lyrics, music sets and genres. It sneaks out on you, forces itself on you, it’s you far from forged reality grilles. And it tells of the … Läs mer

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Dead Queen, City of Stockholm

  Do not breathe the air in my capital, Stockholm city, be- cause it is poisoned by the stifling stench of inbreeding! Close eyes and ears to the city’s leading priestesses, all blindly anchored in their middleclass crotches while they … Läs mer

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So.. what happened in Sweden this Tuesday?

The Prime Minister was voted out of his post today. The new Speaker of the Parliament will now organize and lead the preparing talks with the party leaders in order to choose a candidate  for a new Prime Minister post … Läs mer

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Such is our togetherness (Sådant är vårt tillsammans)

I sit in my living room reading a novel that annoys me because its boring banality, even if I realize that is precisely the subject for the novel. (Loneliness in a spoiled middle class family, have it all and lack … Läs mer

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I’m sorry

Was I stupid, or was it you who misled me on purpose? No matters! We have all our desires. And I don’t want to blame any of us, but to say ”I’m sorry it became as it became”. As these … Läs mer

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Porn is not an issue, it’s just a ”no”!

You have met a nice guy, finally. And he’s such an angel to you, nice and charming and respectful. Right? I did too. He’s a believer he told me early on, and preach and pray every day and he teach … Läs mer

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All that I have (yet another wonderful summer)

And yet another wonderful summer. Biking to a lake, reading a book and drink coffee from a thermos and eat cinnamon buns, sticky in the heat – and breadcrumbs and ants all over the blanket. (To bike slowly home in … Läs mer

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