johanna

Solen och snön,

barnens lek och skrik,

fåglarnas sång.

Hon sover än, det närmar sig

lunchtid. Jag har bakat scones,

precis som förr.


a good morning

Bobby,
*
*
Your poems are now online:
http://www.argotistonline.co.uk/Larsson%20poems.htm
*
Best,
Jeff

on my gravestone

I WAS HERE AND I LIKED IT!

It was all O.K.

I suffered.

There were scents, and flowers, and textures, beautiful women.

I was a handsome man. I invented love.

I radiated genius for those who saw me with loving eyes.

I was happy -- I laughed and cried. Constantly new

sights and sounds. I trembled and sweated

at the sight of beauty. I laughed at strong

things because I loved them -- wanting to kick them in

and make freedom. When I go I'M GONE.

Don't resurrect me

or the duplicates of my atoms.

It was perfect!

(from Michael McClure)

Choral of a Left-over New Warmer English Morning

Info about how the chorals work, see january last year...
News are the * which means a small break/pause or that fancy music term word I can't remember.
and ^which means a smaller break than *
and (343) which means play these on one syllable,
you shouldn't bother about the ----- (the previous -1 is now written <1)
.
.
.
There is going to be a new morning.
1------3--5-3---4--2*1--6-^-8------5
.
There is going to be a super new day.
5------4-3-4---2--1*2-3(23)(4^32<1)1
.
I've been working so hard to get my life in order
1-----3-----5----3--4---2*--1--6-(876)-5-(34)5-1
.
Now I'm ready for the halleluja big jubilee.
1-----2---3(43)-2^1---8^7-6-5*(43)2<11


the northeast actually

In diesem Wetter
In diesm Haus (Braus)
..
----------as Mahler puts it
.
.
.
.........dark white days
................white days dark
.......................dite wark hays
-----------------------brite bobbely biteness
.................I drink YELLOW
...........orange juice
......................untill there is nothing
--------left, and then I call it
.................SARDINES
.....left in a white house
-----------on a white steet
.....................on a dark day

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