Now, come on, this is the universe

Now
she said
i must be dead
so i cannot be stirred
nor bitten
by the snake of desire

she said
i must be dead
so i cannot be wounded
i will not re-enter

i must be dead
to keep peace.
and for long months
she said
i must be dead.

but
she cannot sleep.
it is not easy
to be dead.

Now
for a very long time
he had said
i must be dead
so i cannot be hurt

he said
i must be dead
and he was sleepless,
listening to to the steps
of his shadow.

he said
i must be dead,
then somebody will come
and save me.

When he woke
he met
only dead people
who were alive,
confused and enclosed.


everybody
lived in a grave
with hot water bottles
warming their feet,

they were all naked
as they had been born,
and all of them thought,
nobody will see us.


are we
waiting for the trumpets
calling doomsday

or can we go into the sun
for a little while more?

should we not travel
with joy to the stars
and hold our hands
with us and the universe?

can you or i?
try?

Hälfte des Lebens, F.Hölderlin

Friedrich Hölderlin

Hälfte des Lebens

Mit gelben Birnen hänget
Und voll mit wilden Rosen
Das Land in den See,
Ihr holden Schwäne,
Und trunken von Küssen
Tunkt ihr das Haupt
Ins heilignüchterne Wasser.

Weh mir, wo nehm ich, wenn
Es Winter ist, die Blumen, und wo
Den Sonnenschein,
Und Schatten der Erde?
Die Mauern stehn
Sprachlos und kalt, im Winde
Klirren die Fahnen.

....i am across half of my life....we shall see, so what:
to die in peace i want to live in peace until i am dead

The Smokey Life - With Lyrics (Leonard Cohen)

It's light, light enough to let it go

E.E.Cummings, You have played

You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and
Just tired.
So am I.

But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.
…

E.E. Cummings, You are Tired, (excerpt)

Leonard Cohen - You know who I am

it shall not be like this, ...but as in  R.D. Laing, The politics of experience: when most lost a true meeting can take place (not his letters but )

a perfect goat

she is a perfect goat
nibbling at every thing
in absent-minded presence

i tried to tickle
her hairy chin.
she left
for a walk-about
with an indignant stare

she doesn't like humans
though we are also animals,
hurt and lost and cold.

maybe she just doesn't need us.
maybe she just fears
closeness to predators.
and she is easily bored
as all goats are.

she prefers
grass and bark
and thistles.
no tree is safe from her.

her insatiable curiosity
keeps her
aloof.

she is floating
in the sky
and sometimes
she grins
to herself.

and we don't know
about the company
she keeps inside.

some of us will wait
for her.
but as i am many,
i do not know
who will be there
when she returns.

maybe she does.
know.

LEONARD COHEN - Angel

Raw in the autumn fields

Raw in the autumn fields
naked as the soil
and in my heart
the scent of  the earth,

memories of now,
the pain of the plough,
i am blind
and my mouth
tastes of stones.

no, i will not go
so very much alive,
i will melt the snow
and drink .
i grow.

no,
i,i,i,
i am not i,
i do not want
to stay alone.
it is cold
down to the bone.

i want the confusion,
the joy , the pain,
the dance, the silence,
the wind, the sea,
the fire, the green grass.

i want to reach out
and touch all this
and let me be 
a man with wings,
smiling, falling, 
Lucifer.



"Do not go gentle into that good night"
Dylan Thomas

Leonard Cohen - Light as the breeze

Leonard Cohen - You Got Me Singing ( Popular Problems )