Fjordscene Poetry

– Whistle chiming your song about a golden day –,complain your clutching pain in Aeolian tones –The truth whispers humming the melodyin the thicket behind the ditch,in the darkness of the living room –– Rejoice, listening wanderer,over the mercy of […]

(not translated – original English) rocky souls on the way, wheresupreme delightis but beautifying sleep –,such is my love that if you are stricken with mortal painbecause of me,it is a thousand times better thanhad you never met me – […]

(not translated – original English) my infinite world isin the closed egg of my will towards god – every finished pieceof joy and clean bitternessis put aside on the deep bottom of the sacred eye – always has god’s heat […]

the storm-bird had never spread its wings –the wings of the storm-bird had never stirredfluttering or dignified –the wings of the storm-bird are a held breathstanding still – the storm bird advanceswithout spreading its wings through the stormtowards the wreck of […]

my Belovedcomessailingwith all,that has not yetbeen seen,never yet sensed –the sightof my Beloved’s footmakes mesuperfluous with agitation –now the landingis made, the gangway tightenedto flourish under myBeloved’s foot, allthe dreadful, thatwhich everysoul would recognizeas itself inthe grandeur of gods – […]

in white cloaksin white blindinghoodsknife-sharp ringsaround the necksear-splittingsoul-numbingrattling of chain –stepbystepprisoner-steps dragagainst sand –through whiteblinding hoodsburning eyes seesandsandsand –the human-fear’schains dragheavy trailsin sand – |the human-fear’sridiculous chainskill highwills in sand –in white cloaksin white blindinghood:Prisoners –CHAINS AREMYTHCHAINS ARELIE-SEEDS LINKEDTOGETHER –IN […]

a foreign star mistover the skyapproaches the earth – let the star speak for itself –do not steal its lusterand its preciously guarded freedom – whocan tell the goal of a star –?whodares hinder its flight –?and whodares speak before […]

the bush of barrenness onthe mountain of droughtawaits nothing,stands immodestempty – when the Lord’s Day comes,and a thousand swans liftthe veiloff the eternal gardens,a dove shall eatripe berries from the bushon the mountain of drought –, and a wind shall […]

shojoprince of the sun’s sternnessplays dead –around the stretcher standwe –mumbles struck by lightning:here rests the blessedness of the earth –– – – |rest – rest – our prince!weknow, that you only sleep –,eternal drunk plays sober –sleep you, sleep […]

I. how I hatethe day –!quiet –, without breaksmy fingers bruise out bloodfrom hatred, hatredconstantly –and my eyes havebecome blind coalsof hatred –but see I can – always –the day I hate,the day – II. which strangefor all the world […]

I am risingsmell-mists from acreeping night-flower –violet fogs does notexist by day,wins no faithin the transparency of the day’slife –therefore: comenot in towardsthe spirit-lips of the smell-trumpet’swhisper-mouth –come notnear – what for meis the night’s holygardenwith living airwith a thousand […]

I was the king –when I smiled,everything sat in my ring,which I could take off –when I slept,my beloved died,and my enemies hardlydared to whisper –– – –now I am a small star,which has left itsclothes on the beach –with […]

on the sky’s deepbottom of nightlies like coalall the love-sparks –silently theyflew one by one,black pearls onthe bottom of the sky –– – –I, the Chosen One,is tonight merelythe sleep-guardian,the death-swordat The Great Love’sdoor –under the matt-goldenportal withcrossed legsI sit […]

burgundy flowerunder the Lord’s skyand mine his warrior-foot,remove your love-tongue intothe snow forest – the mile-mouth,at whose edge, I have to watch,guard andlisten –, until the Lord’s day letshymn lilies inall conifers quiet theonly:each soul its paradise-hen in the babbling […]

standing on the 10-meter diving boardthe rosy-lean girlkisses from above theochre-yellow youngling,who reaches his armsfrom the stone basin –she smiles hap-py that shelifts him towards her –he cringes indisgust that,he supportsher, so that she doesn’tfall –. . . . he […]

wondrous young man,my brother,I, your brother mustnow, when we arealone in this darknight speakto your wondrousear, my away-turnedbro –:what seeks your clo-sed tongue amongthe little birds –?they love you,the great tits, thegreen dices withtwo eyes – andthe birds of paradisewith […]

aah aah, canyou see Jerusalem aah, can yousee JERUSALEMaah try toSEE Jerusalem farfar away –it is Jerusalemthe distant thing of pure gold – |aah I willshow my classof five childrenthe only je-rusalem –but aah they willnot  believe, beforethey have seen, […]

the queen of thelong realm of theyellow starhad lovers, whocried in paledry nights –She had set themin the cage of thehunting love, withoutgiving themfood – and they burnedafter thegolden pan, which theyever eversaw –|and the queen, the queen??   ?   ?every […]

little golden haired sister,you shallnot worryfor your husbandin denmarkand not for yourfather in denmark –little droplet-eye,little sister,you shall joinyour hands togetherto a cup andwait – |and God shall look downinto your fine new cupand maybe leta droplet fallon your hand […]

I love the oldwomen withthe young limbs andthe young love –the ancient old –! – – – | to become like that, o women,you must be plunderedfor all,and against the innermost guardianof your beingshall that, which you detest, beinvincible –and […]