Kategoriarkiv: with or without you
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
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
A scarred memory
One hour before midnight the darkness falls and the days continue to pass by one by one I sit in silence in shadowed rooms where my life take place with shards of broken dreams on the floor … Fortsätt läsa
Nu ska jag läsa Knausgård, tamigfan!
Sorry, only in Swedish this time, it’s my reflections on a Swedish debate article. Kom idag att läsa en kulturartikel i GP från 2:a juli i år skriven av AmericaVera-Zavala: ”Att … Fortsätt läsa
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
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
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
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
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
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’ … Fortsätt läsa
Laura
Inspired by Francesco Petrarca’s courtly love poems to Laura de Sade I And ever since the day you died, my Laura, my heart is an empty deserted grieving tomb. I dreamed about you in lonely bachelor nights, my feverish body … Fortsätt läsa
A low-priced life // Fattigpensionär
In my universe it’s rather empty, even the cat rejects the low-price tuna fish from supermarket to then run around in fury in my two-room flat when I tell her it’s what you get … Fortsätt läsa
In your absence
It’s three AM and too late to say good night as you must be already sleeping. If you are okay, are you? I also need sleep, but I want to stay awake a little more to think … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
A sunny day in February
Such a lovely day, strong blue sky and chirping little birds, a bleach half-moon above waits for the night. Snowdrops blooms before any snow, no winter this year and it might never be. I’m walking to the mall and I … Fortsätt läsa
”If the people go hungry, they will eat their rulers”
Your destiny in the orange envelope I I want something new, I need something new, I want something else. And I surely don’t want the living conditions I have. II Lack of freedom and poverty is to not … Fortsätt läsa
Mother of five (Mater Dolorosa at Rinkeby)
Mother of five, son why did you not die in my womb? From Rinkeby to Dubai now prison for life for murder? You never came back home, reading your truth in my eyes! Son, you grew up to become a … Fortsätt läsa
Kindly kill yourself on an unnoticed day
It is a popular game, blaming others! Everyone points fingers at everyone and nobody is good enough: you’re white not good, you’re black not good, you’re a ”leftie” not good, a ”right-wing” not good, you’re a criminal not good, homeless … Fortsätt läsa
Love and art
Kärlek gör sig, ärligt talat, bäst omgestaltad till musik och sång. Verkligheten är lättare att förstå i litteraturen, tagen på pulsen. När en älskare säger jag ska sitta vid din sida när du skriver, då vet man att nu är … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
Loneliness is a treacherous haunting guest
That feeling of loneliness now sudden fills me up is a treacherous and haunting guest. When it hits, it permeates your soul and force you in desperation to meddle with the wrong kind of people, just to get some company … Fortsätt läsa
Ice cream dreams (the end of the road)
It was down minus 25C in Nikkaluokta last night, that would be alike minus 77 Fahrenheit in USA. There I am it’s only +3C and to me that’s far too freezing cold. I have never been in Nikkaluokta, even … Fortsätt läsa
How many times we split up
How many times we split up! He never learns. Watch up, sweep up, I said to him. Remember we must tiptoe walk now: maybe the last time that we try to get a future … Fortsätt läsa
Since she left me lastly (part 2)
Since she left me lastly I rambling around, lost. My eyes are so dry and burns as the winds have blew away all my tears. I’ve a lump in my throat and my heart is … Fortsätt läsa
Good morning world and hello my lousy life!
I say “Good morning world and hello my lousy life!” Waking up in morning is not my favorite moment. Firstly, I am still me. But ”me” first thing in the morning is really not me but my invisibilized lower-class life. … Fortsätt läsa
Försvinnande kvinna / Vanishing woman
Vanishing woman Part 1 That late night was now approaching, then when I intended to vanish from you without a trace and wipe you out of my life forever. But late came late all my feet colder. The next morning … Fortsätt läsa
Even if you silently weep
Even if you silently weep, don’t worry, no one sees your tears. Yet everybody knows that all hearts have their secret tales. I still think of you, from my early morning to the silent nights. I wonder what was true … Fortsätt läsa
Laundry day
Had a hard day taking the laundry An afternoon nap and I slept deep Woke and my hand searching you and got the fur of my sleeping cat Me and Cat in a freshly made bed My body is a … Fortsätt läsa
Ambiguous love (feeling trapped)
He asked me if I had written something at my blog that same day and I said no. ”No poems?” he asked and ”No!” I said. ”Why?” he queried. ”I have nothing to write about” I said unhappy. ”So what … Fortsätt läsa
Tired!
I heard a tune on Youtube and wasted my morning with reading some Swedish song lyrics, the younger generation. It is that tiny but constant hope to find something that is genuine and heartfelt. But no? I said to … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
When the passion is gone
When the passion is over you thank your lucky stars for being able to cross the wasted land for fresh water without get a headshot from your ex beloved. There is a road … Fortsätt läsa
Away from standstill (her ticket to a better life)!
He dumped her today! The birds sings out: She’s happy! The wheels moves again!
The road to let go
3600 miles as the crow flies from your heart and body, 4500 miles on roads where my feet have never walked. Years have passed and how far have we come, tell me! And how long do I have to … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
”I’m fine, thanks!”
I looked after you and found you in my heart, that which I lost given it to you. You hold yourself back with these ”I’m fine”. With time, it’s like serving a chicken to a lion. We are like prisoners … Fortsätt läsa
The request
Send me a sign! One word, one line, and make it all undone: you’re not the one for me! Turn to me, listen to my plea be the one I want you to be, the only one I want to … Fortsätt läsa
This is the end of our story
And this is the end of our story: so much hope and so little glory. This is the end of a sweet romance, which never got a single chance. Know, in my mind I always … Fortsätt läsa
To have a voice and use it
To have a voice and use it. Connect with people or separate and tear them apart. Spread love or hate. Gain power for a purpose in good or evil. Give out knowledge and open views, sharing … Fortsätt läsa
Bitterness
I woke up today with bitterness in my heart. And I washed my hair and I had my coffee and I read the news on the web and I edited some writing. Now my hair has almost dried and I … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
That old song
You have loved that old song ”Missing you” too long and too much and then you got so much of it you just had to get it out of your system as … Fortsätt läsa
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 … Fortsätt läsa
To be frank about the nature of our love
I woke up from my late afternoon nap. And then I missed him. Or to be frank – I missed to have the warm tenderness between two people being together and liking each other. … Fortsätt läsa
Disappointed
I woke up one morning the other day and saw like a sign for my inner sight, short simply written ”I’m disappointed” Just that: no anger and no frustration, no nothing: not one emotion in motion for all the time … Fortsätt läsa
Fear
Even though I fell away you were there when I returned, silent as ever before. But the following night an anxiety dream aroused me and I could not sleep more. You in my head and I felt scared for you. … Fortsätt läsa
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