Wednesday 28 May 2014

Noah's 248th Egg / Noahs 248nde æg

there's magic
in my nose

                               the one
                               planet

I inhale
grass semen

                               where we know
                               life is

and sneeze out
jelly-fish

                               has ice cream
                               too







der er magi
i min næse

                              på den ene
                              planet

jeg inhalerer
græs-sæd

                              hvor vi ved
                              at livet findes

og nyser
vandmænd
ud

                             er der også
                             flødeis

Saturday 24 May 2014

Noah's 247th Egg / Noahs 247nde æg

that
creaking

                           two thirds
                           of me

in my
left shoulder

                           is dark energy

molecules
from Mt. Meru

                           that goes
                           for the light bulb too









den dér
knirken

                           to tredjedele
                           af mig

i min
venstre skulder

                           er mørk energi

det' molekyler
fra bjerget Meru

                            det samme gælder
                            for lyspæren





Friday 23 May 2014

Noah's 246th Egg / Noahs 246nde æg

effort
less

                       across
                       the globe

the air
triples
its weight

                       insomniacs
                       notice

without
falling

                       how carefree
                       night trains are






uden
anstrengelse

                            over alt
                            på kloden

tredobler
luften
sin vægt

                            lægger søvnløse
                            mærke til

uden
at falde

                            hvor bekymringsløse
                            nattog er




Saturday 17 May 2014

Noah's 245th Egg / Noahs 245nde æg

parting a melon

                                 the abyss
                                 between

I notice
the trees

                                 your knowledge
                                 and your ability

have swallowed
the church again

                                 that's where
                                 the liquid shark
                                 swims







deler en melon
i to

                                 afgrunden
                                 mellem

se, træerne

                                 din viden
                                 og din evne

har slugt
kirken igen

                                 det' der
                                 den flydende haj
                                 lever





Friday 9 May 2014

Noah's 244th Egg / Noahs 244nde æg

yea
there's
the lilacs

                      on tv
                      the world
                      ends again

I rewind
the tape

                     (after all it's weekend)

with
Naná's
berimbau

                      I write prunes
                      on the shopping list








jep
der er
syrenerne

                      på tv
                      går jorden
                      under igen

jeg spoler
båndet tilbage

                     (det er trods alt weekend)

dét med
Nanás
berimbau

                       jeg skriver svesker
                       på indkøbslisten






                    
Naná Vasconcelos playing the birembau here

Wednesday 7 May 2014

Noah's 243th Egg / Noahs 243nde æg

watching
the paint
dry

                        ”the lilacs
                          are back”

I (again)
comply with

                         ”the lilacs?

linear
time

                          ”the purple
                            lilacs”







mens jeg
betragter
malingen
tørre

                         ”syrenerne
                           er tilbage”

forliger jeg
mig (igen)
med

                         ”syrenerne?”

lineær
tid

                         ”de lilla
                           syrener”




Saturday 3 May 2014

Noah's 242nd Egg / Noahs 242nde æg

a triple
sneeze

                       yea
                       Christ saw it
                       too

spring
continues

                       the spirit
                       as restless

to get up
my nose

                       as the wind







tredobbelt
nys

                       tjah
                       Kristus så
                       det også

foråret
bliver ved
at komme

                       ånden så
                       rastløs

op i
min næse

                       som vinden