The creatures of the world debated which of them had most right to the title Prodigious.
Come somnambulate with me
Through silver-touched night gardens
Where the oil-black stream slips slowly by
And poppies nod by winding paths
Slow night-dark heads in off-beat time.
tep into this mirrored chamber, see your image promulgate, Looking deep you’ll see a spark: your yester-self – but wait! There too’s your Armageddon ember. I composed this poem in response to three challenges: the Artwiculate word of the day on 5th October 2011 was Promulgate. The word of the day on Loqwacious was Yester. … More…
Right: Former Archbishop KG Hammar reading his poem “Hörs en Viskning i Bruset” composed during the first day of the Gothenburg Book Fair and broadcast on the Swedish TV culture programme Babel from the floor of the Book Fair. The following is my attempt at a free translation. A Whisper Heard in Babel t the … More…