Bjarte Knutson
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TireA Poem by Bjarte KnutsonI go down to the pubOn different nightsBut...It is always the same nightWith the same facesThe same jokesThe same storiesI could try a different drink.. |
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True MuseA Poem by Bjarte KnutsonThe ephemeral Greek beautyIs but a mistressA distraction conjuredBy a boyish mindHer face masksA grinning skullHer fair hair flowsTo cover a dark hood |
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Feed You to Feed MeA Poem by Bjarte KnutsonIn the young sunlight of the mornenI go out to plumpen the goatsThey eat with bottomless greedI am still too asleep to be boredBut I hope they are fin.. |
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Mysterious NightA Poem by Bjarte KnutsonLooken at the night skyThe moon maken lightOf troubles belowSo high up thereYou are safeIn these woods it is notWolfs are chasen me |
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HuntenA Poem by Bjarte KnutsonFat cosin Borj take me huntenI do not likeHe just fill his fat face with Buttermilk BorvelAnd drink potaeto rumHe enchant poor deer with his dancenThe.. |
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