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Poetry, writing and translations by K-M Skalkenæs

  • English poetry
    • 30 after thoughts (2021)
    • divisive / dismissive / missive (2018)
    • Light Requires Darkness (2018)
    • Seen From a Distance People Lose Their Eyes (2017)
    • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn (2014)
    • What Bits of Peace My Life’s Ensured (2014)
    • Poems Inspired by Paintings (2014)
  • Danish poetry
    • verden værker (2026)
    • De spor man efterlader sig (2017)
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    • Edith Södergran
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      • The September Lyre
      • The Rose Altar
      • The Shadow of the Future
      • The Land Which Is Not
    • Gustaf Munch-Petersen
      • naked human
      • The Lowest Country
      • Towards Jerusalem
      • Nineteen Poems
    • Edvard Søderberg
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Category: English poetry

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Dust

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

It gathers on my drying lips – the dust of our lives. The dust of repetition, lives of dust that we must live, and dust-related lies as well that turn to stories which we tell and name as “memories” Lives […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Delta

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

If I were a river flowing through the land my thoughts would be the delta for they get out of hand in their pursuit of oneness with oceans of wisdom which isn’t mine but others’ – most of whom long […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Candleflames

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

We’re candleflames flickering in the wind – the smallest change of weather and we all blow out again.

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

How Ironic

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

How ironic; a symbol of youth is the sun – an ancient-old guardian whose youth is long gone.

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Gone

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The softness of the quiet nights is gone. The roar of emptiness now shears its way through every place where lights were shortly on. The smoothness of a quiet day is gone. The drizzle of the sadness dims all colours […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201823

Family

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Your parents are a fortress that serves a dual purpose: to protect or to incarcerate – Your family’s your country for better or for worse, whether you would like to stay or wish to escape – You’ll carry these with […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Life Is Like a Drop of Rain

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Life is like a drop of rain. First a fall then a splash and it leaves a stain. Then it’s drawn to the clouds to return again.

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Love, What Are You?

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Achievements – what are they? They’ll vanish when I’m gone, and though my heart is young my soul is ancient-old. I’ve known sorrow, known pleasure, and love is all I have to show, a love impeding every chance to grow […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

A City Seen From a Plane

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

An absurd, pulsing flower – a nerve-cell throbbing with life, pulses of light moving swiftly through the night in yellowish bursts as I observe here elevated in the skies – What could be beautiful is a parasite on the face […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201823

Despair

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Where I am heading there’s no light – you brought that with you too; it rested in your golden hair and when you aren’t with me here I’m left in darkness and despair. Where I am heading there’s no sight […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

Ghost From My Childhood

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Memories I’d forgotten surge forward to beleaguer my brain when I see your face again Forever ago we lay in the grass in my parents yard after class looking up into the branches of the old beech tree, wondering how […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Happiness

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The happiness we find along the way we’ll lose someday but the happiness we find within ourselves will never stray; it stays to warm our hearts and guide us right on till the end – do not believe in buying […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

I Remember

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Yes, I remember but if nothing had hurt there would’ve been nothing to remember – just the same dreary, empty days I forget – repetitive chores I forget – an endless cycle of regret If nothing had hurt I wouldn’t […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

Memories

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

My memories escape my brain invading my surroundings I can remember what remains of thousands of ventures however incomplete they are alluring anyway do you remember too, and will you listen? Will you stay? Do you remember afternoons with ice […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

Reaching Out

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

To believe in something is to reach out for something beyond our understanding, and try to trust without our human doubt that what takes place, does have a meaning Some find this meaning in an ancient book, some find it […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

Change and Perpetuity

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I stand at the shore where the sea once was and I know not that’s how it is. I’ve looked at the oaks my entire life; they were here before me and they will remain. I stand at the shore […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

North Sea

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Do you remember me, restless sea? Do you remember the girl you’d have swallowed if by some miracle unknown to me I hadn’t been saved as I in you wallowed. Do you remember the deed you near did and would […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

“You Can’t Drown”

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

There is a voice which calls to me: “You Can’t Drown” – water-borne I drift around within this sea, was I not too of water born? So much has moved beyond my reach as I seethe in this sea of […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

The Road Into the Wilderness

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

What do you know about the road into the wilderness – framed by the pines in silent lines of endless loneliness The road, the road which trails its track through miles of forest-land, without a destination, void of end, beginning […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

The Burial of Liberty

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

You gifted me a beautiful word but as I touched it fell apart Bits of dream now litter the floor of chattering people’s wills where left to wither they bury all ideals

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