Tuesday, August 28, 2012

something occurs

T H I S   I S   T H E   D R E A M

by Olav H. Hauge, transl. Robert Bly

This is the dream we carry through the world
that something fantastic will happen
that it has to happen
that time will open by itself
that doors shall open by themselves
that the heart will find itself open
that mountain springs will jump up
that the dream will open by itself
that we one early morning
will slip into a harbour
that we have never known.

{from The Dream We Carry - which can be found on my bookshelf, recommended reading, above}

O N E   P O E M   A   D A Y 

by Olav H. Hauge, transl. by Robert Hedin

I'll write one poem a day,
every day.
That should be easy enough.
Browning did it for a while, though
he rhymed and
beat time
with his bushy eyebrows.
So, one poem a day.
Something strikes you,
something occurs,
something catches your eye
- I get up. It's lighter.
Have good intentions.
And see the bullfinch rise from the cherry tree,
stealing buds.

 With thanks, once again, to V. for suggestions.


  1. lovely poetry and ever-so-lovely images. I adore that first nodding sunflower and that amazing rusty bird on your railing. Thank you for today's calm moment.

  2. Is that a real bird between the bird bath and the potted herb? It's hard to tell..... Thanks for the lovely poem today. The dream today, is my dream everyday: "..that something fantastic will happen"


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