Tag: poems

One sunset – a poem.

From all the colors,
sunset picks the best ones.
It doesn’t steal them, but they
vanish as it goes down.
Closed in a moment,
in forever won’t be found.

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I hope you guys are all healthy and staying positive. Or at least trying. If not then play the tune that I uploaded, closed your eyes and imagine you’re somewhere peaceful, the wind is slightly blowing and there’s nothing to worry about. Maybe that will help.

Thank you for reading and see you guys soon! Before I finish though, I would like to give a shoutout to two of the fellow followers because I’ve noticed, already long time ago, that they really support me, always first to like, even if the content isn’t always good. So New Lune and DirtySciFiBuddha thank you for your support.

Rudolf Nilsen’s “På stengrunn”.

A poet who lived in the between the wars period, a communist but also a very talented author. Here’s again my translation of one of the Rudolf Nilsen’s poems from “På stengrunn (1925).

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A Friday poem.

I’m studying Norwegian literature at the moment and got inspired to write a poem in Norwegian. Of course, I translated it into English, but just so you know which language is original (because only the original language of a poem can give full “feeling” of the poem)

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Tarjei Vesaas – the genius of modernism.

The author of The Birds (Fuglane) and The Ice Palace (Is-slottet) is mostly known for his novels. However, not only he wrote novels, but also multitude of poems, such us Regn i Hiroshima, and Det ror og ror, whereas I translated myself the first one.

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Tor Ulven – the tragic poet.

Born in Oslo after the Second World War, inspired by André Breton, famous French writer and the leader of the surrealistic movement. He created a whole world himself, just before he decided to end his life. Because life is sometimes too much to handle. But before he did this gruesome decision, he was the most influential modernist poet in ’80s and ’90s.  His works are short, meaningful and for someone who’s not used to poetry – can be quite weird. His poetry isn’t called the background noise of the universe (David Winters at Full Stop) for no reason. Here are some of his poems that I’ve picked (and those who had an english translation).  Continue reading “Tor Ulven – the tragic poet.”