Wednesday, 29 February 2012

55th stone - spring mist

here
i could                  have rested

                                    flakes of
                                    heart rust


            spring mist

                 where the underworld

                 passed

Tuesday, 28 February 2012

54th buried stone

temps past
10C

              burying
                         the dog of winter


did i mention
i never saw

                               (black)

            a smiling christ

the last day before tomorrow



Monday, 27 February 2012

53rd stone in mud - bilingual

so
clearly
spring

mud
every
where

                 & I get lost in hippocampus











klart
forår

mudder
over
alt

                  & jeg bliver væk i hippocampus

Sunday, 26 February 2012

52nd - coming

home
again

                             a brand new child

the sky
of coming
spring

                                   looked at me

is mine -


                       a plane going East zips open the blue

             from across centuries

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

51st stone - downer

again
missing light

                                 just here

takes up
too much

                       where a bird should
                                   have sung

space -

                                 a burst of ashes

late winter downer

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

50th stone - green bird


it could have been
                  spring

      a bird i imaginge as green

sounds like
a bicycle pump

Saturday, 18 February 2012

49th stone prelude

just as
      the raindrops prelude

      is no longer a prelude

the trees retreat into
         the dusk

Friday, 17 February 2012

48th room

 here at last

                                  something is
                                 unfreezing

         the flock of photons

                     slower than I die

            that shapes
your face


there's a room inside the held breath

Thursday, 16 February 2012

47th stone - parallels

there
just there                               in moonlit sorrow

her skin                                got older


                     all around me
stairs that go down

                   i see her
                   in all her ages

                         at once


i am a nail
missing

Wednesday, 15 February 2012

46th scream

 don' t tell me
               what u
                       c


tell me why
           you scream

          like i do