Thursday, 20 July 2017

Karl Ove Knausgaard


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Poem by Karl Ove Knausgaard written after the death of his grandmotherI think I found this in part five of  his six-part biography

Growing Wild
Your eyes are gone from the day
you’re gently faded out
My thoughts like mirrors
I lose control
Feel you within
Soft nights fall over me
My eyes are plunged in darkness
I want to fly
Want to believe in miracles
Feel you within
I shy from light and darkness
Who knows what you see
Who knows what will happen
Silence, silence
growing wild
The days crumble, disappear
Leaving no trace
I am always awake, waiting
Feel you within
feel you within
I shy from light and darkness
Who knows what you see
Who knows what will happen
Silence, silence
growing wild

Friday, 30 June 2017

John Marsden

May the road be free for the journey
May it lead where it promised it would,
May the stars that gave ancient bearings
Be seen, still be understood.
May every aircraft fly safely,
May every traveller be found,
May sailors in crossing the ocean
Not hear the cries of the drowned.

May gardens be wild, like jungles,
May nature never be tamed,
May dangers create of us heroes
May fears always have names
May the mountains stand to remind us
Of what it means to be young,
May we be outlived by our daughters,
May we be outlived by our sons.

May the bombs rust away in the bunkers,
And the doomsday clock not be rewound,
May the solitary scientists working
Remember the holes in the ground
May the knife remain in the holder
May the bullet stay in the gun,
May those who live in the shadows
Be seen by those in the sun

by John Marsden