i was born to belong nowhere,
to walk along rocks, waves,
the ether of luminous plankton
upon the bed of the sea.
i existed here before this day broke
over you, untouched like dew.
but the sun rises and i am of a new language
re-establishing verbs with proper heart. right hand
over my breast, i fetch coffee and
yoghurt while you read the news:
“Hyacinths will save us”. the earth
must love us after all, in diamonds and in coal.
jitters before traveling sound like a key turning in its door
left and right and you know, one way you are locked in;
the other opens you to all. now here we are.
my fingertips aching for mountains, lakes,
places only we know that go on memorising you:
evenings with orion’s teeth glimmering,
days of scaled-back hillsides so wildly hungry at its calm.
it all went just like that,
and we remain a little unhappy
as usually in love.
austevoll
Blue that I love you
Blue that I hate you
Fat blue in the face
Disgraced blue that I erase
You lone blue
Blue of an alien race
Strong blue eternally graced
Blue that I know you
Blue that I choose you
Crust blue
Chunky blue
Moon blue glows that despise
You — idolize you
Blue and the band disappears
Blue of the single left dog
Blue of the eminent red fog
Blue that I glue you to me
You again and again blue
Blue blue of the helium
Bubble of loveloss
Blue of the whirlwind
The blue being again
Blue of the endless rain
Blue that I paint you
Blue that I knew you
Blue of the blinking lights
Blue of the landing at full tilt
Blue of the wilt
Flower of nightfall
Blue of the shadow
In yellowed windows
Blue of the blown
And broken glass
Blue of the Blue Line
Underlines in blue
Blue of the ascending nude
Blue before the blackness
Of new blue of our winsome
Bedlam Blue of the blue
Bed alone: blue of the one
Who looks on blue of what
Remains of cement fall
Blue of the vague crescent
Ship sailing blue of the rainbow
Of wait blue that I whore
You — blue that I adore you
Blue of the bluest door
Blue my painted city
In blue (it blew.)