Https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/11/hende-laurie/ (In Danish, Sorry...) #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/11/hende-laurie/

#https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ Danish. English version: This is just some trees. Looks like olive trees. And grass, a bit other dried out bushes, and a hillside. That's all. But not that's all like in "nothing else"? That is all like in ALL. Everything. I can't proof it, ofcourse. It's just my opinion. I sure don't expect others to understand. Actually, it's a selfie. I'm there, in one of the shadows. Sitting under one of those trees. You might not be able to see me. That's nothing new. But I'm right there. Don't wanna be anywhere else. That's all. And that IS really all. Not enough for you? Guess not. I couldn't care less. Selfish? Very! But about time. And I think, my opinion only, that you don't care either. Not really. Then it gets almost funny: Ok, you might be indifferent. Well, how much do you think I care about that? A competition of not caring. Take a look at my selfie: I'm gone ages ago. About time. Careless, carefree, only me and nothing else. But everything. THAT'S ALL! #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ #selfie #altoalentejo #castelodevide #olivetrees #careless #selfish #myworld #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #gone #nowisthetime #dontevencareenoughtomakeanymorehashtagsbutiamtherenomatterwhereelseimightbeseenandamashappyascanbe (her: Alto Alentejo (intermunicipal community))

These days are those many... Bad pun, sorry. But ment.

Including me...

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”

— William Shakespeare, The Tempest

JuleBobleHygge.

Når verden bare bliver rystet, gerne helt vendt på hovedet, ja så daler ned små stykker plastik så yndigt. Smukkere end sne. Uden unødig hvirvlen tilfældigt omkring, den tyktflydende luft er for træg. Hver vind er nedlagt, fladtrykt, med sammenklappede lunger. Den svageste brise er komplet lammet fra top til tå. Selv en stolt god gammel vinterstorm viger for idyllen. For det er resultatet:…

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Som var ord...

Som var ord…

Hov, undskyld. Der var lige et slip, et sug i maven, en bid afstand, en mundfuld tomhed. Et rum imellem eller et hul i rummet. Som en gammel radios vaklen mellem to stationer. Den svage knitren eller susen eller hvem der hørte det hvordan, var lyden af en hurtig men holdbar sammensvejsning. Eller en zappen fra en stor finger, sådan stikkende ned fra en sky på en skyfri himmel, det må man gerne…

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*REKLAME* *REKLAME* *REKLAME* *REKLAME* *REKLAME*

(WEIRD MIX MED TOMAS DALGAARD)

FORFATTER ANNETTE PETERSEN   LYRIKER TOMAS DALGAARD  ORD MM DANIEL MANTEL  Lørdag den 27/1 kl 12:30 / Art Gallery PS / Mejlgade 16B

http://www.artgallery-ps.com

https://m.facebook.com/ArtGalleryPS

https://www.facebook.com/groups/PopOpPoeterne/?ref=ts&fref=ts

©®™etc forfatterne.

HVEM VED HVORNÅR OG HVOR…

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ForårsMorgenKaffe. Et punkt i tid og rum vælges, benævnes så 'start'. En start, starten, alternativt 'begyndelsen', men det har en klang af noget episk.

#https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ Danish. English version: This is just some trees. Looks like olive trees. And grass, a bit other dried out bushes, and a hillside. That's all. But not that's all like in "nothing else"? That is all like in ALL. Everything. I can't proof it, ofcourse. It's just my opinion. I sure don't expect others to understand. Actually, it's a selfie. I'm there, in one of the shadows. Sitting under one of those trees. You might not be able to see me. That's nothing new. But I'm right there. Don't wanna be anywhere else. That's all. And that IS really all. Not enough for you? Guess not. I couldn't care less. Selfish? Very! But about time. And I think, my opinion only, that you don't care either. Not really. Then it gets almost funny: Ok, you might be indifferent. Well, how much do you think I care about that? A competition of not caring. Take a look at my selfie: I'm gone ages ago. About time. Careless, carefree, only me and nothing else. But everything. THAT'S ALL! #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/skygge-lys/ #selfie #altoalentejo #castelodevide #olivetrees #careless #selfish #myworld #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #gone #nowisthetime #dontevencareenoughtomakeanymorehashtagsbutiamtherenomatterwhereelseimightbeseenandamashappyascanbe (her: Alto Alentejo (intermunicipal community))

Slutning Mulig.

DELVIST OPLÆST LØVES 14/2 – POETKLUB AARHUS HER DEN FULDE TEKST; SKREVET TIL OPLÆSNING:

Den perfekt drejede slutning. Håndværk som i de gode gamle Blixen-dage, ikke antydningen af skruer eller søm til at holde sidste side på plads… SLUTNINGEN er hvad det drejer sig om! Én af de mange mulige… Og, da det er løgn og latin, mest løgn, stadigvæk, også de komplet latterlige tåbelige himmelråbende…

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People will stab you, and then get offended, saying you have no right to bleed.

(via 3amsouls)

So true...