8210 – Digte over Frydenlund

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“Vi havde et hus i Mogadishu
før krigen kom.
Det voksede over os
og nåede himlen
før vi kunne tage af sted.

Mit hus i 8210
er bygget af sten.
Det vokser ikke.”

fra 8210 – DIGTE OVER FRYDELUND

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A PEBBLE

I’ve been ill for a long time,
and I was walking with my head stooped over
when I found a single stray pebble bathed in sunlight.”

© Jukichi Yagi

ikke haiku

“A small stone is a very short piece of writing that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment. There are no strict rules for what makes a piece of writing a small stone, as there are for forms such as haiku. The process of finding small stones is as important as the finished product – searching for them will encourage you to keep your eyes (and ears, nose, mouth, fingers, feelings and mind) open.” Fiona Robyn

p

Nu hvor p-kælderen er lukket.

Stenkaster

en stenkaster keder sig

(…måske skulle han begynde at samle i stedet…)

A handful of stones

There are more of us out there…

A Stone Woman

Er i gang med at læse en mærkelig historie om en kvinde, der bliver til sten:

He held out to her a small, carved head which contained a basilisk and two mussel shells. When she took it from him, it chinked, stone on stone, against her awkward fingertips. He heard the sound, and took hold of her knobby wrist through her garments.
“I must go now” she breathed.”

A.S. Byatt: “Little Black Book of Stories”