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He was twenty and I was eighteen

He was twenty and I was eighteen and he drove a truck on free time to make some money and sometimes when he went for long drives over a weekend I was there with him in the cab. For him … Continue reading

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I lost him a Thursday in October

I lost him a Thursday in October. It was a chilly but sunny day and I had just went to bed for a nap. It was at 17.39 to be precise and 3600 km away he looked up and met … Continue reading

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October and I miss you

September leaving and October coming and autumn glow. Rain and clouds holds back and the nature is bright. But we travels on different roads now. Yet I wonder how you’re doing and what you think about. Do you still think … Continue reading

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Do you remember me?

minns du mig? har du också dagar då du bara hatar mig och dagar då blå längtan blommar ömt och kärleksfullt? Do you remember me, she writes. Do you have – like me – days when all is pain and … Continue reading

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Life is what happens in the background

life is what happens in the background a wagtail chirping outside your window and you don’t know it’s my lonely soul words are written on its wings, tales of lovers like you and me, forever apart from each other, but … Continue reading

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In September it’s far to next summer

In September it’s very far to next summer. What’s written in the book that I then will be reading? And what will I think of when I look up on the blue summer sky a sunny day? Will I still … Continue reading

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The Fox (Nostalgia)

  In evenings, just when the first darkness falls and humans not sleep yet and he’s just began his nightly round, since his growling intestines forces him out from one of his temporary hiding places, he becomes standing for a … Continue reading

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Two dreamers in the night

      I said to my son last night “they killed King, they killed the Kennedy brothers, so why no one kill that disgusting Kim?” The best to say about that beast, he has reduced your daily life’s little … Continue reading

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Making an apple pie with a secret jewel in mind

  After a wakeful night, the dawn longed and feared and I slept all morning, this the first and bright September day. One of the coming days, I’ll peel an apple and cut it to cubes and powder it with … Continue reading

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A woman must always wear shoes she can run in

As I was reading web papers today I came to listen to a slam poet reading. I’m not that fond of slam poetry. As of course – I could certainly not do it myself, as I’m not that skilled! Yet, … Continue reading

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As if I tried to catch the wind

I held out my hands for love, but it seems to me all I caught was wind. My years have run away like sand through my fingers and I now face my last life years and I’m still alone. Oh, … Continue reading

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On May 31 1941 it was too late for Margot

Karin Boye Oct 26, 1900 – April 24 1941 Margot Edman born Hanel, April 12, 1912 – May 30, 1941             The day after it’s too late to regret neglect, to regret ostracism. Margot Hanel’s … Continue reading

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It’s never darkest before dawn

It’s never at the darkest before dawn (in summertime and now in Sweden). And “now”, it’s me on my own again! Yet, I’m happy it has come as far as until April, though the meadows still are dreary dead in … Continue reading

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Live longing

          To love and live longing for someone is like living with a slight but persistent toothache. With time you gets used to these dull pains in you and it lowers to a mumbling bumbling bumblebee … Continue reading

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What can I say? I still miss him

What can I say? I still miss him. The days passes – as in a dream, but I guess this is called “to live”. Muteness spreads in my body – even to my heart. What is, stays the same but … Continue reading

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Sunrises

there was once a time I was transported around like a bag – childhood times ending in left to loneliness new times, you flies over the world in a second, yet you never leave your room disclosing yourself to clouds … Continue reading

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Let’s make a new memory

        you told me we met before but then it all went wrong I said, I don’t recall and sorry I don’t remember you at all I only know what is right now I’ve eyes for you … Continue reading

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Summer and sunshine gone

He has his home and place between her thighs, but where is he now? Where is he? Autumn comes far too early this year and a carpet of yellow leaves hide and bury her green dreams. She stands alone at … Continue reading

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I skuggan av en, saknad / In the shadow of one, missing

          Ett fönster står öppet mot natten, en tom säng ännu varm av barnets kropp – inga spår. De reste till solen, mor och far, två döttrar och en son. En glad dag på stranden och … Continue reading

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You became a dream, my song never sung

I saw your picture in a paper last week, since then images from times gone flickers through my mind and I wonder where you went and what went on with you, and I could never forget your sunny blue eyes … Continue reading

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Without you

                  Well – I have a few around now and then, but they makes me feel lonely. They live in their own places with pictures on walls, saying “I” and “me” and … Continue reading

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November dusk

(Days with Tennyson, after computer crash and death.)) November this year is so soft and cosy! It’s like being wrapped up in silver grey velvet. For me the month began with I was cast away from my  daily routines. I could … Continue reading

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Forsaken girl child

It’s that forsaken girl child from back then! I can’t forget about her and it’s simply for her sake I’ll stay put and can’t go free, as I am she and she’s me – and someone should be for her … Continue reading

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Blushing morning, Midsummer Day

Going to bed in blushing morning at 3.40 am Midsummer day. I wake up an hour just prior noon. The cat comes to bed and for once she’s not trying to pull me up, but lies down purring, fondled. I … Continue reading

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