Etikettarkiv: poetry

A ”But?” poem

My son buys books online and got an offer to get three books for the prize of two and he offered me this ”free” book, which I’m very thankful for. I wanted Rainer Maria Rilke “The Book of Hours Das … Läs mer

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Disguised Poetry (Samtida diktkonst)

  Under ytterrockar, bakom ansiktsmasker framträder dagens svenska poeter, såsom saudiska kvinnor går på en gata, förklädda. Hellre beläst skriva om Ovidius eller Sapfo än som ett ”jag” skriva om en trång förhud. Endast romanförfattare jagar sin jagiskhet i avsaknad … Läs mer

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Dressed in white (listening to J M Baule)

DE BLANCO ME VESTIRÉ José Mª Baulenas 2000 jmbaule.bandcamp.com TRANSLATIONS BY ME TO SWEDISH AND ENGLISH, original lyrics below the video I vitt ska jag klä mig Jag har en soluppgång målad i mina minnen, många kärlekar, glömskor och en … Läs mer

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Some call it juice others call it blues

That life is lemons is common knowledge and what you make out of it some people call juice, others call blues. Now – juice need sweetness to be drinkable, but the blues can’t be sweeter than it is in itself. … Läs mer

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Sentimentality

Youth is an awful and painful time in life – an enlightened eternal now without memories and shadows. Only sentimentality can provide relief, shadings and distance and create sweetness to life and to what was back then – make the … Läs mer

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Getting old

On the evening news – a feature about home care service and a short interview with an old gentleman in a wheelchair. He looked nice. Smiling – very likeable. He said he always look forward the visits from the staff … Läs mer

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Love never make mistakes

Wake up, get up in morning, stiff and sore and groaning. Start day by meet the image in the bathroom mirror. You told me I’m your destiny. Poor man, I say! But that’s not your view. What is in a … Läs mer

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Sunday mail

                  My lady read again one mail of two, those she tries to answer. Utterly bored she sighs and thinks “how on earth can people expect to get answers to such bland … Läs mer

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I am 65 today

I was born April 24 1949. It was a Sunday, 4.05 pm. Zodiac signs: Sun in Taurus, Libra rising – I’m ruled by Venus! And I’m left-handed. My mom was born in 1914, zodiac sign Virgin. My dad was a … Läs mer

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Balloons in sky

            See how balloons fly in sky! Like my hope, so light and high on cloudy sky! Stuck with feet in clay, I thought my hope was lost. But that is where it is! So … Läs mer

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Mad at my hero I try to write sonnets to keep my wrath on a leash

I He lives thousands of kilometers away. And waiting for him she writes every day lamenting poems of love and mourning; She keeps on writing until early morning. And days and weeks, a year and more is lost. He wants … Läs mer

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Finns jag? / Am I?

  Finns jag i ditt hjärta? Finns jag i dina drömmar? Finns jag där du är? Vaknar du med famnen tom? Jag möter mina mornar och vet inte något om någonting. Am I in your heart? Am I in your … Läs mer

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April’s fool

I know – April fool’s! And I’m a fool in love too – my bright feathers glow!      

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When Romance will meet Reality

My new potted plant is blooming. So boldly she’s blooming, and she looks out the window and she shouts “he’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming!” Is he coming?! Now? (But I’m too fat! And I have to clean my flat … Läs mer

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It’s the end of March

It’s the end of March, and it will be the 6th year that I have lived in this flat. Almost all my pot plants has died during this time. Except for my snake-plants who excitedly and sticky bloom once a … Läs mer

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Haiku poems in March

Spring is backlashes – She should know that by now. But the heart is young. Våren är bakslag – Hon borde veta det nu. Men hjärtat är ungt. —– He dances smiling – but she is still far from him. … Läs mer

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It’s nothing, it’s nonsense…

Having craftsmen in the house for weeks, it’s like get a taste of hell. I long for every next weekend and when it comes, the silence spreads out in my rooms and suck up all air in deep breaths leaving … Läs mer

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I need that solid ground, yes you

You’re still far off. The silence. From you; in my rooms. The fridge low hum. The ventilation wheezing. A sudden sense I walk around in nothing but air. I need that solid ground! Yes, you…     Du är fortfarande … Läs mer

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”Personal growth” in Sweden and anti-gay laws in the world

Black day February 24, 2014 (In Swedish below)     Monday, Ugandan President signed an anti-gay law that can bring a life sentence in jail. On Tuesday he mocked homosexuals in social media, calling them ”disgusting”. Wednesday, to my morning … Läs mer

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Swindlers and poor people’s pride and equality

Beggars are beggars where ever they are appears, create a blog and call it fundraising, well what do you know! Then get busy motivate it all with telling about a bad childhood, poverty and having a disease as fibromyalgia, to … Läs mer

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Love has no limits

Love has no limits, only people have. Humans may have an orientation, but love has not. You can never ever control love. Love exceeds gender and race and generations and cultures and languages and nations or any obstacles that may … Läs mer

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January silence

(Jan 2, 2014) Januari tystnad väger lätt. Grå gryning, men ljuset kommer snart tillbaka till Norden. Men snart är inte nu. Din frånvaro tynger mitt hjärta idag.       January silence weighs lightly. Dreary dawn, but the light will … Läs mer

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Two poems around New Year

“ I can’t wait for that big hug you sent me in your mail this morning”, I wrote back to you, “we will have a sunny day here today and I dreamt about you early morning. Don’t ask… 😉 Yesterday … Läs mer

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He who never came home to me

But very soon you became lazy taking me for granted and you left to me to keep us together, and my concerns never vanished  but was reinvented with you and that restless ghost wandering in empty rooms –  it was … Läs mer

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