Saturday 30 August 2014

Noah's 270th Egg / Noahs 270nde æg

two
yellow
leaves

                      twilight nation

that's
how
it
begins

                      a young girl
                      is handed

autumn

                      a machine gun






to
gule
blade

                      tusmørkeland

det'
sådan
det
begynder

                      en ung pige
                      får overrakt

efter
år

                      en maskinpistol

Wednesday 27 August 2014

Noah's 269thEgg / Noahs 269nde æg

just one
of those days

                       giving time
                       the finger

where
dawn

                       I swim
                       in Perotin's

weighs
too much

                       Notre Dame








bare én
af de dage

                       gi'r tiden
                       fingeren -

hvor
daggry

                       jeg svømmer i
                       Perotins

vejer
for meget

                       Notre Dame








Pérotin, maybe French, around year 1200, belonged to the Notre Dame school of polyphony

Tuesday 19 August 2014

Noah's 268th Egg / Noahs 258nde æg

not on
the weather
map

                      just behind
                      the shell

the bit

                      where stars
                      are stuck
                      (glued on I guess)

where
the wind
ends

                      the primordial
                      dog barks






ikke
vejrkortet

                       lige bag
                       ved skallen

den bid

                       hvor stjernerne
                       sidder
                       (limet fast vil jeg tro)

hvor vinden
ender

                       gør urhunden

Monday 11 August 2014

Noah's 267th Egg / Noahs 267nde æg

slightly
baffled

                    old
                    hurricane

I was
born

                    it
                    doesn't

a human

                    die
                    dry






lettere
forundret

                     gammel
                     orkan

jeg blev
født

                    den
                    dør

som
menneske

                    ikke
                    tør

Wednesday 6 August 2014

Noah's 266th Egg / Noahs 266nde æg

on
the primeordeal
ocean

                                tolerable temps
                                at last

(when it was milk
and before Earth
rose)

                                the door facing North

a paper boat
adrift

                                is full of North







urhavet

                                  omsider tålelige
                                  temperaturer

(da det var mælk
og før Jorden
steg op)

                                  døren der vender
                                  mod nord

en drivende
papirbåd

                                  er fuld af nord

Noah's 265th Egg / Noahs 265nde æg

nesting
in the trees
at night

                                there's probably
                                an equation for this

that sound

                                the puddle of coffee
                                on the table

the ocean
makes

                                from the glass
                                I knocked over









den lægger sig
i trætoppene
om natten

                                der er sikkert
                                en ligning
                                for den

den lyd

                                pytten af kaffe
                                på bordet

havet laver

                                fra det glas
                                jeg væltede