What is this thrilling moment, when terms all whirl around And tumble down the bottle neck with rising water's sound, And out - into the open space, expelled from custody, With halos of new harmonies, anointed by epiphany - Eureka - it's a newborn star You reach for it, it's …

How I dislike the moment of now: It is empty like a modern stage, Barren like a human of my age, Deprieved of love, like lovers nowadays, Despised, like every single object that decays. But memories inclosed inside a drawer Mature over time. They get their fluffy, dusty cover Of …

Det ligger en dysterblå ters over jorda, Tung som himmelen, Evig og utstrakt, Holder den kalde jorden nedlatende i sine hender Og hvisker i gule lønneblader Som lytter i spenning rundt gatelampa, Rives med av latterens vind For så å risle i mørket sammen med andre ensomme blader Med tersen …