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Poetry

Lunar ecclipse @Fenes, Bodø

I survive
on poetry
Børli and Lagerquist (remark: Norwegian and Swedish poets)
Anxiety lays down like a dog after a run
when he paints self-portrait
of my inner world
He was there when I was 17,
22 and 45
How poor
the culture is with
Kardashian and Botched
when
a poem on
4 lines
can give my day
peace

Poesi

Jeg overlever
på poesi
Børli og Lagerquist
Angsten legger seg som
en hund etter en løpetur
når han maler selvportrett
av min indre verden
Han var der da jeg var 17,
22 og 45
Hvor fattig
kulturen er med
Kardashian og Kirurgiske katastrofer
når
et dikt på
4 linjer
kan gi dagen
fred

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I am a mother of 3 teenagers, journalist of education, and interested in everything from politics, theater, spirituality, music, literature, food, design, children´s upbringing, agriculture, knitting, painting, nature, philosophy...yes the whole universe...

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