Fjordscene Poetry

The sun went down over the foam of the sea and the beach sleptand up in the mountains someone was singing…When the words fell into the water they were dead…And the song disappeared behind the firs and the twilight led […]

The light birds high in the airdon’t fly for me,but the heavy stones on the low beachrest for me.Long did I lay at the foot of the sinister mountainand listen to the wind’s commandin the strong branches of the fir. […]

In the depths glide strange fishes,unknown flowers shine on the beach;I have seen red and yellow and all other colours, –but the vast, vast sea is the most dangerous to behold,it makes me thirsty and awoken for waiting adventures:what happens […]

Oh, to observe windowsand recall walls,that a garden can be knowingand a tree can turn around and ask:Who hasn’t come and what isn’t good,why is the emptiness heavy and says nothing?The bitter carnations stand close along the waywhere the darkness […]

All my castles in the air have melted like snow,all my dreams have flowed away like water,out of everything I have loved I have but little left;a blue sky and some pale stars.The wind passes quietly through the trees.The emptiness […]

The last stars of night shine faintly.I see them from my window. The sky is pale,you barely sense the day in the distance.A silence rests over the lake,a whisper lurks between the trees,my old garden listens absent-mindedlyto the breath of […]

We, women, we’re so close to the brown earth.We ask the cuckoo what it expects of the spring,we embrace the naked trunk of the firand search for signs and advice in the sunset. I loved a man once, he believed […]

Was it not yesterdaythe light daughter of the forest celebrated her weddingand everybody was so happy?She was the light bird and the bright spring,she was the hidden road and the laughing bush,she was the intoxicating, fearless summer night.She was immodest, […]

I have a joycat in my arms,it purrs and spins the thread of joy.Joycat, my joycat,get me these things:get me a golden ringthat says I’m happy;get me a mirrorthat says I’m beautiful,get me a fanthat waves away my sinister thoughts.Joycat, my joycat,purr […]

In the vast forest I long wandered lost,I sought the fairytales my childhood had heard. In the tall mountains I long wandered lost,I sought the dream-castles my youth had built. In my beloved’s garden I didn’t get lost,there sat the […]

In the melancholy forestlives a sick god.In the dark forest the flowers are paleand the birds shy.Why is the wind full of warning whispersand the road dark with sinister premonitions?In the shadow lies the sick godand dreams bad dreams…

Nobody should understand itwhen the miraculous happens –there’s no road to happiness,nobody remembers a lucky paththat leads to the door of happiness. Oh, to chase the bird of happinessis to wander without pathsand to grasp without hands.To become king in […]

Warm words, beautiful words, deep words…They’re like the scent of a flower in the nightthat you can’t see.Behind them lurks an empty space…Perhaps they are the curling smokefrom the warm hearth of love?

Unnecessary suffering,unnecessary waiting,the world is as empty as your laughter.The stars are falling –cold and lovely night.Love smiles in its sleep,love dreams of eternity…Unnecessary fear, unnecessary pain,the world is less than nothing,down into the depths slides from the hand of […]

I was alone at the light beachnear the pale blue forest lake,a lone cloud floated in the sky,on the water a lone island.The ripened sweetness of summerwas dripping from every tree,down into my open heart rana tiny droplet.

Wandering clouds are fastened along the mountainside,endless hours they stand in silence and wait:will a sudden wind scatter them across the plain,shall they rise with the sun high up above the snowcapped pinnacles?Wandering clouds block out the sun,the mourning flags […]

There’s a candle in the windowthat slowly burnsand tells that somebody died in there.Some conifers silencearound a path that abruptly endsat a cemetery in mist.A bird chirps –who is in there?

I.My life was nakedlike the grey cliffs,my life was coldlike the white heights,but my youth sat with burning cheeksand cheered: the sun comes!And the sun came and I lay nakedall day long on the grey cliffs –a cold breath came […]

When the night comesI stand on the stair and listen,the stars are swarming in the gardenand I stand in the darkness.Listen; the sound of a falling star!Don’t walk barefoot out into the grass –my garden is full of splinters.

The rivers run under the bridges,the flowers shine alongside the roads,the forests bend themselves whispering to the ground.For me nothing is anymore high or low,black or white,for I have seen a whiteclad womanin my lover’s arm.