hocus pocus
i remark to jørgen G
standing at the fire
place – what would you like
to drink red wine or white wine
he replies – i drink
anything – you’re just
a barbarian he con
tinues – yes just as
all of my poems
are as well as my entire
oeuvre i reply
(p. 51)
writing poetry
calls for craftmanship remarked
my translator to
me – how very true
i replied – and that is why
you bother to trans
late the metre of
my poems because poe
try without some sort
of measured tread ult
imately becomes nothing
more than sheer selfies
(p. 72)
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