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

onsdag 8. februar 2017


“Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.”  (William Faulkner)

mandag 17. oktober 2016

Beautiful sunrise

"There's beauty in the silver singing river, there's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, but none of these and nothing else can match the beauty that I remember in my true love's eyes"

(Bob Dylan)

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)