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Ordet og stillheten <span>(+)</span>

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Ordet og stillheten (+)
Hans Rustad
Ord lever, røster lever ikke i stemningens kvelende lykke sansenes bølge av salighet men bare i stillheten –…
Ten Years And A Billion Dollars <span>(+)</span>

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Ten Years And A Billion Dollars (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
My general theory since 1971 has been that the word is literally a virus, and that it has…
Limits (IV) <span>(+)</span>

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Limits (IV) (+)
Hans Rustad
And the steadily flowing Rhone and the lake, All that vast yesterday over which today I bend? They…
Limits (III) <span>(+)</span>

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Limits (III) (+)
Hans Rustad
There is among all your memories one Which has now been lost beyond recall. You will not be…
Limits (II) <span>(+)</span>

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Limits (II) (+)
Hans Rustad
Through the dawning window night withdraws And among the stacked books which throw Irregular shadows on the dim…
Limits (I) <span>(+)</span>

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Limits (I) (+)
Hans Rustad
Of all the streets that blur in to the sunset, There must be one (which, I am not…
WHEN I HEARD THE LEARN'D ASTRONOMER <span>(+)</span>

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WHEN I HEARD THE LEARN'D ASTRONOMER (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When…
A flame is in my blood <span>(+)</span>

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A flame is in my blood (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
A flame is in my blood burning dry life, to the bone. I do not sing of stone,…
Susana Soca <span>(+)</span>

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Susana Soca (+)
Hans Rustad
With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly To lose herself…
Causality <span>(+)</span>

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Causality (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
He would drink by himself And raise a weathered thumb Towards the high shelf, Calling another rum And…
General Pinochet In Hell (2) <span>(+)</span>

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General Pinochet In Hell (2) (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
Children blackened by explosions, red fragments of brain, corridors filled with gentle intestines, they all await you, all…
General Pinochet In Hell (1) <span>(+)</span>

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General Pinochet In Hell (1) (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
Evil one, neither fire nor hot vinegar in a nest of volcanic witches, nor devouring ice, nor the…
Melatonin <span>(+)</span>

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Melatonin (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
Smerten regerede, fordi jeg ønskede mig noget andet, livet som en rutsjebane, atomare eksplosioner mellem tavsheds- løfter, ruinerne…
City That Does Not Sleep (2) <span>(+)</span>

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City That Does Not Sleep (2) (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
Another day we will watch the preserved butterflies rise from the dead and still walking through a country…
City That Does Not Sleep (1) <span>(+)</span>

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City That Does Not Sleep (1) (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody. Nobody is asleep. The creatures of the moon sniff…
Dregs <span>(+)</span>

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Dregs (+)
Jon Eirik Lundberg
This afternoon it is raining, as never before; and I have no desire to live, my heart. This…