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The wreaths laid out, the coffin so white it blinds on sight. Or perhaps it was the light in the chapel that hurt my eyes. The tapestry at the altar; interwoven roots – left in the room now root cut […]
A knot was loosened, the threads all hang and dangled in the air – How long remain together with nothing to hold them in place? The wind will throw them here and there, then they will fray, disintegrate and disappear […]
I am a 7-year-old poet, and a 26-year-old human but often it feels as if the poet has the more experience, the more to say and the better ways to say it whereas the human lags so far behind she […]
I’m so glad that I can’t see the future. Why? Because it would only cause me to second-guess myself and the decisions I am struggling to make right now. Besides, I probably wouldn’t even believe what I were to see […]
My biggest wish for the future is that everybody would stop pretending that they are perfect when they all know they’re not. My perfect scenario being universal honesty about our faults and fears and vulnerability. But since everybody else seem […]
Seen from a distance people lose their eyes – be that distance in time, place or thought – and it is much easier to see someone that way instead of seeing them for who they are. It takes so terribly […]
I wake in the middle of the night with outstretched arms reaching for that which slips out of my grasp – the world, life, sanity, a future worth living in, dreams worth dreaming that actually stand a chance of coming […]
I trust in the poet to be able to phrase all that I wish to say and I trust her to do it – I trust her to scatter the fog with her words, to comfort and heal all the […]
I wonder if I am the only thinking person in the world – or if perhaps the world itself consists of nothing but a thought – I wonder if these people passing me with endless words are capable of thoughts […]
I think perhaps I have overstepped the bounds drawn around me by the world to which I’m bound. There is a time when my imagination cannot reach any further – a horizon that it cannot breach. There are questions that […]
I have no roots; I am an epiphyte dangling in the air. My thoughts are rootless, prancing here and there and everywhere. I have no wings so I can’t learn to fly – my restless thoughts keeps telling me to […]
Poetry is contrary to nature in the sense that it is meant (or at least by its poet dreamt) to stand apart and last when all else follows its natural cause and ends up becoming the past. But what is […]
There… there… no, I failed to grasp it again but I was close this time… That word just keeps eluding me… I have it… I have had it… I had it… It’s gone… I speak the things out loud inside […]
I had a vision when I first browsed the web: An open world where information was available to everyone – information to improve the world. Knowledge shared and built upon. Improved, passed on. I thought; finally a medium for everyone. […]
I have been torn between the world and writing – writing is demanding, leaving little to the world once it has been written. But the world, moreover, continues to enrage, disappoint and sadden me, so I have surrendered at least […]
Ideally, I wanted these poems to present themselves as a continuous flow. I think I have mostly succeeded in that regard. This is not a collection that is lucky enough to deal with just one theme, and for that reason […]
How concentrate when you are here? It’s difficult for sure. And when you’ve left, still more than while you still were here. How can I write a poem with an exquisite poem by my side; what could I say that […]
1. Does the cell think of the purpose of its existence as it wriggles its way around between its many brethren? Does it ever consider how small and fragile it is, or how and why it exists? No. It just […]
I carry bricks and tile with me in my pockets whenever I go to the city. At least it seems so. Every time I return to my hometown I find an old house torn down – every time I go […]
The centrifugal force of words washed over her, swirled around her, made her dizzy. ‘But that’s what shrinks do’, she figured, watching with increasing numbness as the man’s lips kept moving, making words that increasingly seemed to dissipate and dissolve […]