{"id":2145,"date":"2020-01-07T14:54:20","date_gmt":"2020-01-07T14:54:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/megaga.dk\/?p=2145"},"modified":"2020-01-07T20:02:46","modified_gmt":"2020-01-07T20:02:46","slug":"prose-poems-prosadigte-january-2020","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/?p=2145","title":{"rendered":"prose poems \/ prosadigte &#8211; Januar(y) 2020"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, Geneva, Liberation Serif,serif; color: black; padding: 100px 100px 200px 100px;\">\n<p>It couldn\u2019t be otherwise: a door painted onto a stone lead to a stony world with stony people. He\u2019d stay in his chair counting the maladies of sound, painting with clear water on water and practise his crow caws. Just in case. Just in case.<\/p>\n<p>Det kunne ikke v\u00e6re anderledes: en d\u00f8r malet p\u00e5 en sten ledte til en stenet verden med stenede mennesker. Han blev siddende i sin stol og optalte lyds sygdomme, mens han malede med klart vand p\u00e5 klart vand og \u00f8vede sine kragelyde. Bare for en sikkerheds skyld. Bare for en sikkerheds skyld.<\/p>\n<p>:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhen you fall out of time and start wondering about the nature of floorboards you become weightless\u201d, she said. He wished to get into eggs, the egginess of eggs, the entelechy of egg, hens\u2019 eggs, and began writing: \u201cegg, egg, egg, eggeggegg etc.\u201d. As spring arrived they were afloat in a sea of chickens.<\/p>\n<p>\u201dN\u00e5r man falder ud af tiden og begynder at spekulere over gulvbr\u00e6dders natur, bliver man v\u00e6gtl\u00f8s\u201d, sagde hun. Han \u00f8nskede, at fokusere p\u00e5 \u00e6g, \u00e6gs \u00e6ghed, \u00e6gs enteleki, h\u00f8nse\u00e6g, og begyndte at skrive: \u201d\u00e6g, \u00e6g, \u00e6g, \u00e6g\u00e6g\u00e6g etc.\u201d. Da for\u00e5ret kom, fl\u00f8d de p\u00e5 et hav af kyllinger.<\/p>\n<p>:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s a war going on in my big toe\u201d, he said. \u201cWhich one?\u201d, she asked. \u201cThe right one\u201d. \u201cThat\u2019ll be the battle of Jericho\u201d, she said. He said nothing. He knew better. It was the Gallic Wars. He just knew it. He couldn\u2019t hear trumpets.<\/p>\n<p>\u201dDer finder en krig sted i min storet\u00e5\u201d, sagde han, \u201dHvilken \u00e9n?\u201d, spurgte hun. \u201dDen h\u00f8jre\u201d: \u201dS\u00e5 er det slaget om Jeriko\u201d, sagde hun. Han sagde ingenting. Han vidste bedre. Det var de galliske krige. Det var bare noget, han vidste. Han kunne ikke h\u00f8re trompeter.<\/p>\n<p>:<\/p>\n<p>After finishing his daily \u201cone hour of identifying with Tom Waits\u201d exercise he moved the toaster back into his void ego and stared at a faintly yellow white wall. He imagined TW would do the same. He didn\u2019t quite know how to stop that identifying exercise. He thought TW didn\u2019t know that either.<\/p>\n<p>Efter sin daglige \u201den time hvor du identificerer dig med Tom Waits\u201d \u00f8velse, flyttede han br\u00f8dristeren tilbage ind sit tomme ego og stirrede p\u00e5 en svagt gullig hvid v\u00e6g. Han forestillede sig, at TW ville g\u00f8re det samme. Han vidste ikke rigtig hvordan han skulle afslutte identificerings\u00f8velsen. Det mente han, at heller ikke TW gjorde.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It couldn\u2019t be otherwise: a door painted onto a stone lead to a stony world with stony people. He\u2019d stay in his chair counting the maladies of sound, painting with clear water on water and practise his crow caws. Just in case. Just in case. Det kunne ikke v\u00e6re anderledes: en d\u00f8r malet p\u00e5 en [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[75,50,119,66,55],"tags":[52,51,57,56],"class_list":["post-2145","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-digt","category-poem","category-prosadigt","category-prose","category-prose-poem","tag-digt","tag-poem","tag-prosadigt","tag-prose-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2145","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2145"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2145\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2148,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2145\/revisions\/2148"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2145"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2145"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2145"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}