Ane Brun - One

 See video on osa mitmest, mis ühise loo moodustavad - proloog "Words" ja edasised osad "Do you remember" ja "Worship"

A pancake of all things

Some writing exercises - self-given- about a certain phrase. The original was "This bloody pancake only has one quarter", but well, I heard otherwise :D And had a lot of fun doing this.



“This bloody pancake only has one corner!”
       He exclaimed
Now strange angles of a pancake haunt his dreams
With hideous whistlings and strange fears

***
 
“This bloody pancake only has one corner!”
       He exclaimed
The dishes were not washed
And there was nowhere to put the jam
The apples had gone blue of cold
Our hands stuck to the table with honey
                  We ate one-cornered pancakes until we were full
                  And filled the holes of the world with flour and eggs.

***

“This bloody pancake only has one corner!”
He exclaimed.
And we were cornered,
With no way out.

***

“This bloody pancake only has one corner!"
       I said, “Give it to me!”
And threw it off the balcony
In the most elegant way I could imagine.
It took wing and flew, the seagulls after it,
all across the sky and on beyond the rooftops towards the sea.

*** 

“This bloody pancake only has one corner!"
        And he was elegant as hell,
           And just as rude,
An apparition of lace handkerchiefs, gold buttons,
And apparently triangular pancakes.
“To hell with it,” I thought, “I’ll eat it all,
and may you roll me home on the moon,
these pancakes are bloody good.”

***
 
“This bloody pancake only has one corner!”
“Oh, that’s good! Excellent! Amazing!
What use of words!
Now turn them over just a little bit. 
Yessss!
The world is not yet ready for this!
That's true, that's true.

Now you won’t ever have to say a thing!”

One of those days

Leonard Coheni pilt

You'd sing too if you found yourself in a place like this

Elle est retrouvée!

Quoi? – l’éternité.

C’est la mer mêlée

Au soleil.

lk 68 "Hooaeg põrgus/Illuminatsioonid"- Rimbaud

where my life falls (a tiny part of my life) upon others’ lives, it leaves a hole

Putting your eye to it you can forever view a dark

Sea and a girl in white flying left to right and vanishing
Into the air.

lk 97 "Unseen April" - Odisseas Elitis

The sun like the rain

no reason for little birds

Katselaused on liiga kaunid, et neist loobuda. Aga see on sissejuhatus - neile, kes varem lugesid (oli neid? hei!) tere taas, usun, et see blogi tuleb sarnane varasemaga, aga äkki hoopis teistmoodu. Ma veel ju ei tea. Kõigile teistele tere niisamagi, tänan lugemast.

Kirjutan, millest iganes hea tundub. Oodata võib luuletusi (põhiliselt küll teiste omi), muusikat, leitud pilte ja noh, ma ise ka ei tea, mida täpselt.


Oh, and hello, if anyone is looking who doesn't speak Estonian. I'm afraid I'll write mostly in Estonian, but some things will probably be in English and well, I hope you enjoy the music/videos and the pictures :)

Head õhtut, ööd, hommikut!