Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Momentarily

Everything can be done
momentarily
but not everything should be done
momentarily
A mountain of events
could momentarily
go bust
in a moment
and yet momentarily
it could happen
and that would
be historically
monumentally
essential
so when you decide
to do something momentarily
remember
that the movements
of the wings of the butterflies
in Mexico or elsewhere
will momentarily
affect everyone
momentarily.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

D'etre present

Solitaire dans la maison
proche de moi
le moyen age m'embrasse
pas d'effroi.

Entre les pres et l'air
je me promene
si c'etait l'antiquite
tout s'evene.

Seul d'etre present
dans le moment
va sauver mon ame
en l'humectant.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Hail Friends

Hail storm of 15 minutes
nothing remains the same
when you discover
the dreadful damage
you also realize
who are your real friends.

(To Margaret and Tony)

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Tale delerium

de
som snakker fornuft
som jeg kan forstaa
er interessante
men der er ogsaa dem
som aevler hele tiden
for at dominere -
politikere og andre
smaa folk
men alligevel finder
man af og til guldkorn
selvom det ikke er ofte
hos dem

jeg lytter
og filosoferer over
hvordan jeg kan lade mig
dominere af nulliteter
(ja jeg er doemmende)
men hvordan kan jeg andet
naar svadaen overvaelder mig.

Det er skraemmende og det
er saadan Hitler kom frem.


Saturday, July 19, 2014

Two items

Reading le Monde
about the West versus the East
two items strike me.
The renaissance and
the respect for the individual.
Everything else
does not matter.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Remembrance

Childhood somewhere north
memories brought forth
during a week's holiday

Girlfriend is my sister
the best I could wish for
the view: a sound of sea

We heard jazz and saw sun
with her brother - just fun
just what I dreamt of

A Monday in town - jazz
discussed life's razzmatazz
two fates without sex

A mild day a mature woman
new abode and talk to bosom
ending at a museum

Wild meeting in town at noon
lunch and chat - balloons
flying - moving along

Dinner that night two fates
a birthday's dinner with updates
walking on the beach

A new old town - picked up
two friends - not dixie cups
a sure memory lane drive

Later that night fun newbies
shown their abode - a true ruby
chat chat half the night

Return to girlfriend - biked
around the old place - hiked
up her father and family

A Saturday in jazz again
that ended in pouring rain
but we heard the music

Sunday now so quiet and gray
it will be my final full day
in the old memory lane

Still I shall meet another lady
middle years uncovered shaky
under the sky in clouds

Tomorrow I shall return to where
my choice is - a new life - aware
the jump has been made.