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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)
  • Translations
    • Edith Södergran
      • Poems
      • 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: Poetry

  • 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

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

The Moon

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The moon has placed itself within my grasp – I lean towards it over the side of my boat and dip my finger in it It beckons me: “Come; come closer”, talks to me through the ripples, mesmerizingly, and only […]

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

Spindrift

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

It’s spinning – the child, the world spins along, around and around to the sound of the song Fugitive of the world in spindrift at speed, dancing around till over it keels, weak But the world keeps spinning, spirals out […]

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

Oak

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

On a riverbank I sat resting my feet, my back against a steadfast reliable oak tree; if I could be as patient what might I not achieve? I’d grow into the heavens if I dared to believe. But those qualities […]

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

Question

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

When a human dies, what happens to its share of knowledge and experience? Does it disappear or drip into the ocean of humanity’s shared store? Will it merely be lost, or will it live forever-more? If someone for my humble […]

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

Pondering

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I may, may not have given time away to futile pursuits, but I have no regrets for sometimes the fruits of our days will not appear to us till old age – so I have no regrets for the time […]

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

Some Thoughts on Solitude

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I live alone among a lot of unknown people. I live a recluse here where others move in packs. I think it must be so since every path of mind that brings people together brings them away from me. And […]

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

The Movement

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Our lives are an unending movement – sometimes rhythmic, sometimes not – a stirring springing up to fade away, a ripple in the fabric of the world; just one continuous movement carrying us underway, complete with a beginning and an […]

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

The Wait

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I waited for the snowfall but finally when it came the snowflakes melted in the air before they reached the ground and all remained the same. I waited for the sunshine but when I finally caught a beam it had […]

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

A Rock for a Diamond

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

When settled down you had enough and thought you couldn’t bear the thought of staying in one place, that you’d for lack of longing lose your mood – So off you chased, new to peruse, not noticing that as you […]

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

Seams of Reality

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

You are a being more of my imagination than of reality a superb and infallible creation contradictory perhaps to the true version I’ve met you once and never will I forget the dream surrounding the place and time we met […]

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

Monochromatic

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The world seen through your eyes a unity some swarm of flies humanity no boundaries exist in your mentality Monochrome it seems to me – your colours I cannot perceive – this entity you claim to see as ubiquity My […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201821

Child of the Unraveling

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

To a long lost friend My personal anachronism you – I’ll never understand. Your jumping, floating timeline seems completely out of hand Your looks tell me clearly That just like me you are a child of the Unraveling who bears […]

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

Black Hole

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Your inner horizon I glimpsed, a flash of light ensnared my senses – but now your gravitational field grabs hold of me – and all pretense of freedom lost as I am caught in the web of your outstanding thought

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201821

Fingers

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Fingers stretch out everywhere to reach, to grab and tear – to drag life out of its hiding place, the withering flowers, the branches of the leafless trees – nature’s now-barren bowers with their beauty-spreading powers shielding emptiness – to […]

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