Chewed Moons (after Tor Ulven) Heaven is an indifferent moan Joy's torturous instruments make every day bearable Fishes walk on water 'cause they're tired of swimming Pine trees root in your nails' dirt as language roots in your mouth's swamp The foot is simply a neutral joint between the kick and the mutilated face the ungoverned foot limping along to restlessness' encounter Feverish musicians play instruments of reality on seductive violins of innumerable noses But music causes ears to deform And evil has wings --- (The Other Version:) Tor Ulven: Avgnagde m=E5ner Himmelen er et gjesp av likegyldighet Gledens torturinstrumenter gj=F8r hverdagen utholdelig Fiskene g=E5r p=E5 vannet fordi de er trette av =E5 sv=F8mme Grantr=E6rne sl=E5r rot i skitten under neglene slik spr=E5ket sl=E5r rot i munnens sump Foten er bare et n=F8ytralt forbindelsesledd mellom sparket og det kvestede ansiktet den herrel=F8se foten som halter avsted til m=F8tet med rastl=F8sheten Feberfantasiens musikere spiller p=E5 virkelighetens instrument p=E5 dine utallige nesers smektende fioliner Men musikk f=F8rer til misdannelser i =F8rene og onde mennesker har vinger (from _Skyggen av urfuglen_ (The shadow of the original bird), 1977, repr. _Samlede dikt_, 2001, p. 22) -- T E Fjeld Roehampton University http://home.no.net/torgfje/ ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html