Fjordscene Poetry

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 […]

your surge neverreaches my coastmy breath darkensyour crownand raises altarupon altar to agreater circle –your love darkensyour star –yourhand is scepter-happinessmy hand issacrificial knife –bind my heart,high princess, butbeware:sacrificial knife, sacrificial knifeis the name of my right hand –

under the Temple of BAALI slide –,I the 600th ofthe blue worms –I eat my wayahead through the copper mountain,whereon the Temple of BAALis placed –we brothers and sisters,we the 600 blue worms,we hateBAALand detest hisTemple –but we eat hismountainwith […]

dear little brother Søren,do not letyour patheticmorning-soul disfigureyour of the Lordilluminated garnet cheekswith your half-heartedport wine tears – – – – | remember Søren,that it is a thousand foldbetter to haveseen the Lord your God’simage from your brandy’slight-coloured mountain,than to […]

the dove brush againstthe secretary’s temple –his engagement ring went downon the table –:I wish tosense a falcon’s nest and hearthe youngsters cry outin the flagstaff of life –I wish, tosee moose swima wading mile throughmoon-flood and swamp-sparklingsecrets –I wish, […]

it is not like that –you CAN see throughthe heaviest darkness –it is completely different –you can turn around, andyou will justhave to walk a few stepsmore –you can change course, andyou will justhave to change courseonce more –when the newrealm comes likea clean […]

everything about hu-mans isirrelevant andaccidental exceptthe path, they take –their stuff,their facesand their shoes –on the goodpaths walkthe good –,and on the evilpaths walkthe evil –everything else isGod’s entertainment musicon the roadtowards good, orGod’s entertainmentmusic on the roadtowards evil –the […]

– in the yellow flower of the yearover a thousand distant roadsshines oldquenching tear –high high along crisp stemsdroplets clingingrun towards the forgetfulness of the sea –when every last tear has run,the earth will arise from the bathwith the surge […]

green golden smoke sails from the peace of havannaand blows at middayrosy shades of sun through the conifersdown to earth’s stupidity – in the corners of the sun’s mouth is to be readthe truth about the earth:the earth is fine […]

from today on the whole world is more different, than ever before – today has it, and thereby also I, entered a whole new phase – the earth, humanity and I myself run from today on unfathomable risks, and perhaps […]

he was found under the lemon trees –he was forced into marriage at nineteen –he lost his manhood at marne –and he births eleven beggars – the sincerityin the run of fleeing elephants –:your walk –silent, free of hungeryour eyes […]