DANISH SHADES OF POETRY

BARCAROLE – Poetry by Johan Ludvig Heiberg

The night is so quiet, the air is so clear, dew Beads trundle, Moon rays play along the lake’s glass. Wave Melodies cradle heart into. Suk and Appeals tier, wind Blow liberator, it betyngte mind.

WHEREVER WE GO – Poetry by Henrik Nordbrandt

Wherever we go, we always too late in what once we started to find. And in any city we stop, are the houses where it is too late to turn, the gardens where it is too late to spend a moonlit night, and the women that it’s too late to love, to torment us with their impalpable presence. And any way we seem to know, takes us away from the flower gardens that we seek, and who spread their heavy smell in the neighborhood. And we go back to any home, we arrive too late at night to be recognized. And in any river we see ourselves, we see ourselves only after you have turned your back.

OUR – Poetry by Michael Strunge

Our love, a floating poetry of perfect formlessness; where no rule binds us hands when they try the spirit of our bodies; we become one in the desire to contain and be contained, and one becomes two in the mutual desire; where no hazy fog hampers our eyes when seeking the bodies of our spirit; we become one in the mutual desire, and I / you become two, the desire to be content and contain; where no chaos distorts the thoughts of our feelings when they seek the thoughts of our feelings; It becomes us in the desire to contain and be content to each other; where love becomes a poem.

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