Monday 29 April 2013

Noah's 94th egg / Noahs 94nde æg

”the draught” he said
”is the state of things
between floods”

                                at 4 am the birds go crazy

in the meantime
we stand on stones

                                the downs in the duvet
                                seem to sing along

casting faint shadows

                                all that I see
                                is glued
                                together







”tørken” siger han
”er tingenes tilstand
mellem oversvømmelser”

                               klokken 4 går fuglene amok

i mellemtiden
står vi på sten

                               dunene i dynen
                               synes at synge med

og kaster svage skygger

                               alt hvad jeg ser
                               er limet
                               sammen




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