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Hopsen: Marsyas
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Måndag 12. januar 2009. Now has silenced followed clatter. And the day has come to end;. Soft wailing from the satyr. On the wound that never mends. Is the only sound that rises. By the cypress and the sedge,. Cursing hubris, worst of vices,. At the dark nocturnal edge. Now his wooden flute lies broken. In the gathering of dark;. Not a single tune is spoken. Save the mournful chant of larks;. Mellow humming, a reminder. Of the songs there played of old,. Rarely was Apollo kinder. Ikkje var det tøv, og ik...
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Hopsen: desember 2008
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Fredag 5. desember 2008. Adorn'd by cypress and Italic firs,. Beneath that rising sun no shadow stirs. Nor falls from saintly spires to the ground. Among that Roman fragrance there is found. A pedestal of white upon which stands. The statue of a man whose royal hand. Once ruled the world, but now he is confined. To witness change of ages and cruel time. 8220;I mourn,” thus spoke the statue, then with grief. He carried on his tale as if relief. Was sought from words alone, and then he spoke:. This is what...
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Hopsen: juli 2008
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Onsdag 2. juli 2008. Draumekrøniker, del 3 - Til California. Så dreg vi altså til California, eg og resten av Firda-klassen. Kva skal vi der? Finne gull, sjølvsagt, slik alle andre idiotar som dreg til California vil. Vi dreg med bil frå Ommedalen og tvers over det amerikanske kontinentet – ein kjapp tur for modige menn og kvinner, og snart samlar vi skattar i utkanten av prærien. Nokre er kledde som parodiar på Fantomet. ”Spar nokre til meg! Lad kanonane og skyt Nippon i bitar! Meg sjølv, kanskje? Inn i...
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Hopsen: august 2008
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Onsdag 20. august 2008. A man sat once by a beach of golden sand. The waves did their best to touch his feet. And in the golden dune with his right hand. He drew his figures as if on a paper sheet. Pythagoras he was called this man by the sea. A man much respected and admired in his age. And his followers and students much did see. In him combined an Olympian and a gifted sage. They gathered around old Pythagoras by the dune. Each morning as the birds would at dawn ascend. Fredag 15. august 2008. The pal...
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Hopsen: januar 2009
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Fredag 16. januar 2009. I relive the situation - still see it in my mind. You got my imagination. You and Your Friend. Av Dire Straits, sjette songen i siste studioalbumet. Will you and your friend come around. Or are you and your friend gonna get on down. Will you and your friend come around. Or are you and your friend gonna let me down. Det heile startar enkelt. Det er langt ifrå dei same episke tendensane som vi finn i. If you talk to one another. I'm a hungry man. Let me know one way or the other.
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Hopsen: desember 2009
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Fredag 25. desember 2009. The eyes and mindes with truthe dissatisfied. Must complex and clandestine schemes construe,. And stories weaue were lighte with shadows vie,. Truths darker and much deeper to pursue;. Some spinne the yarns of olde, some spinne the new,. They dye with detailes as they can deuize. To more align with what they holde as true,. Some thinke it reale while others know the lies;. They claime to haue discouered what the eyes. Of ordinairie folke could not discerne,. Norwegian medievalis...
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Hopsen: august 2009
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Fredag 21. august 2009. Draumekrøniker, del 5 - Enclosing the Loved World. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,. The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe. It's the language's desire to enclose the loved world in its arms. Omeros, Derek Walcott. Kva ville Pelagius ha sagt om det? Tårnet var det tredje fallet. Fyrst fall Adam og Eva frå uskulda, så fall Abel daud til jorda, så fall Babels tårn. Skal eg også falle? Språket ...
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Hopsen: mars 2007
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Fredag 23. mars 2007. Eg har i lengre tid (om lag tre månader) likna på stereotypar som den sibirske sauebonden, lofotfiskaren og Hans Wilhelm Steinfeldt. Også karakteristikken massemordar har vore lufta, men no er denne tida over. Dette er historia om the hard way back. Eg hadde friskt i minne historia om ein klassekamerat frå Firda, som miste geiteskjegget sitt saman med krøllane då han byrja i hæren. Svaret seier seg vel forhåpentlegvis sjølv. Søndag 18. mars 2007. Kulinariske tabbar i Tyskland. Bruse...
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Hopsen: Draumekrøniker, del 4 - Après moi - le déluge.
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Laurdag 14. mars 2009. Draumekrøniker, del 4 - Après moi - le déluge. Dette er ikkje ein samanhengande draum, men ein narrasjon basert på minst tre ulike draumar. I tillegg har eg dessutan dikta vidare på dette grunnlaget, og tyngda av teksten er sett saman i vaken tilstand. And the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty nights. Book of Genesis 7.12. I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth. Book of Genesis 9.13. Après moi - le déluge. Palau e...
