... the world as I see it...

onsdag 18. mars 2015

Little feet

Someday I'll jump through puddles,
take a stroll or run a race.
Someday I'll walk across the street
or maybe walk in space. 
Someday I'll scale a mountain
or I'll join a ballet corps.
Someday I'll walk a tightrope
or explore the ocean floor.
Someday these feet will do some things
that only heaven knows,
but for today they're happy, 
just to wiggle all their little toes

søndag 1. mars 2015


Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know
what despair is; then
winter should have meaning for you.

I did not expect to survive,
earth suppressing me. I didn't expect
to waken again, to feel
in damp earth my body
able to respond again, remembering
after so long how to open again
in the cold light
of earliest spring--

afraid, yes, but among you again
crying yes risk joy

in the raw wind of the new world. 

(Louise Gluck)

onsdag 12. februar 2014


Nytt kontor = ny utsikt! Ikke feil på en onsdag morgen dette! :)

torsdag 25. oktober 2012


Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am very small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.
But everyday I'm growing . . .
I'll be all grown-up someday,
And all the tiny fingerprints
Will surely fade away.
So here's a real hand print
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.

onsdag 3. oktober 2012


... and we will meet now and then when we wish...
Fly free and happy beyond birthdays across forever...

... that never can end.
... in the midst of the one celebration...