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WORDS all gone

every word
now used and done – leaving
blank pages

Hemska tanke! Horrifying thought!
Empty lexicons …
… and I start thinking about old people … or perhaps even young ones … when suffering aphasia … as comparison …

every word
once was alive – vividly
disappeared

Words … all consumed …

Words All Consumed - Only Pencils left

WORDS all gone – Only PENCILS left.

Skrivpuff: Förbrukad/Consumed.


Geisha – Not too Happy

Geisha, geiko or geigi are traditional Japanese female entertainers who act as hostesses and whose skills include performing various arts such as classical music, dance, games and conversation, mainly to entertain not only male customers but also female customers today.
Geisha, like all Japanese nouns, has no distinct singular or plural variants. The word consists of two kanji, 芸 (gei) meaning ”art” and 者 (sha) meaning ”person” or ”doer”. The most literal translation of geisha into English would be ”artist”, ”performing artist”, or ”artisan.”
A male geisha is called Taikomochi.


silent approach
geisha in modest movements
sends scent of lily


Last time in Budapest I went to an exhibition about geisha. I saw many beautiful things from Japan. Sadly I wasn’t allowed to take photos.
Today I went to the castle area on Buda Hills. So nice weather. I walked along both east and west side. On west side the sun prepared for sunset …

in purple blue sky
wanting you so much – to
walk by my side

… it was that kind of atmosphere … poetry popping up in my head … thoughts insisting on attention … in league with my fantasy …

Walking and talking. We would have a great time. I would struggle with my English. Being inspired by your way of using words in your poetic way. We would talk about life, places we have visited – wanting to visit, life philosophy, humanity in the world – the lack of humanity …

our breathing
same air under lasting sun – moment
awaiting the kiss

Then a Miniatyr Schnauzer – pepper and salt – caught my attention. So cute – szép, I said to it’s mother. She looked happy. We talked a little. The dog was a bit worried. Looking after the dad all the time, she said.
Then I spoke to some American turists because they thought – the smart crows solving a problem together in a wastebasket – were ravens. I wouldn’t let them go on thinking that so I told them it was crows. And we talked about how smart some birds can be. Even they can learn about traffic lights.

Now I feel almost like I have practiced the geisha role. Being entertaining a little … so I decided I was worth a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Off I went to Anna café, Váci utca to watch people pass.

a lonely bird
searching for the flock
topped with cream

… and you know what!
The male servant – the Taikomochi – failed. Only milk foam.
He forgot the whipped cream!

Hot Chocolate with foam - NO whipped Cream.

Geisha left … not too happy … 😉 …

….. went off with a smile … of course!

Geisha

Carpe Diem #1163 geisha, the beauty of Japan.


En Slurk av Dans

Igår kväll var jag på en intressant föreställning. Det var ett nederländskt danskompani tydligen välkänt i världen. Netherlands Dance Theatre 2. De framförde tre olika akter. Den första Sad Case upplevde jag som unik i contemporary och jag tänkte tankar som detta är Contemporary – Cartoon style. Så kreativt! Så skickliga dansare. Jag njöt varje sekund. Imponeras alltid av dansares kroppskontroll. Sedan upplever jag alltid dansare som utför sina rörelser och det kan de göra hur bra som helst … men om de inte gör det på ett sätt där de blir ”ett med musiken” … De dansare som nått dit blir mina favoriter. I Sad Case stack framförallt den blonde dansaren ut. Helt sanslöst duktig! Jag vet att jag är en upplevande människa där den speciella känslan blir viktig. Och som jag hoppas på att få uppleva. När jag diskuterade med en av mina favoritkoreografer här – visade det sig att han har samma favoriter som jag. Det kändes som en glad bekräftelse. Trots att jag inte alls är ”skolad” inom området kan jag lita på min känsla – ja så kändes det.

Den sista akten Cacti (Kaktus) var också intressant. Där användes 16 boxar i olika höjder och stora nog för varje dansare att utföra rörelser även liggandes. De fyllde alltså scenen. Boxarna alltså. Dansarna fyllde scenen på ett annat sätt liksom kaktusarna.
Plötsligt fann jag mig själv fångad av boxarna. Konstaterade de olika höjderna. Tänkte då att de är nog skapade för att få plats i varandra. Förenklar transporten. Fyra av varje. Njöt av föreställningen under tiden. Boxarna arrangerades om i intressanta kompositioner. Liksom dansarna.

Nu tänker jag att … liksom en slurk ur ett glas fyllt med härlig somrig juice … blev mina ‘lådtankar’ som en slurk ur en fantastisk dans föreställning.

Sad Case - Netherlands Dans Theater 2.

Skrivpuff: Slurk.


Walking with Mosquitos

When I read about the struggle today I was reminded about my walk along Kungsleden in north of Sweden. It was 1968. We started in Abisko and passed our highest mountain Kebnekajse. So beautiful and so interesting. Most of all I remember the people we met. Some happy Austrian men in Tyroler lederhosen – drinking and singing, a bunch of young men we got a lot of fishes when fishing together and had a nice evening grilling and that lovely Danish young couple – they had brought tins with delicious food, crabs and things like that. Heavy to carry. We had army food in our backpack. Typical Danish – they like to enjoy life. I love that. Like ”You only live once”. And finally at Kebnekajse ….

along the road
so many refreshing souls
fresh trout and char
forgetting the struggle
to fully enjoy life

… we spent the night with an old mountain man in a little cabin. With a nice fireplace. He could tell me why my eyes were so swollen. And he gave me a good advice about mosquitos. Mosquitos love me – I hate them. It doesn’t help with garlic! But it helps with tar. I love tar! In summertimes I must have my tar cream – in case of mosquitos in a radius of several (Swedish) miles. It will keep them away.
I remember my uncle used tar (tjära) when a hen was hurt due to hacked in the back.

Tar cream - Tjärsalva - mot Mygg - fight Mosquitos

Carpe Diem: #1132 ‘The wrong answer will indicate the right one.’ (Petrus).