Blade Runners girl

from

Non places

in between narratives

she walks with cones

as doubleheads

images scaled through ray tubes

she is Single aka Babydoll

pluralis in proportions and

running wars of love

Ice lotions of the weeds for

little extraterrestial citizens

carrying snowflakes as jewelry

chained around her neck

cultured brute

beneath the solid rocks

of mythic places

Aging grunge

replacing teeth with

Injected serum of storytellers truths

mixed with ancient asteroids

claiming egality

of golden Non Places heritage

Min Hvide hvide Verden Falder

                 roterer

styrter

                                               dykker

Tyngdekraften er som

økonomien i det hele

som verden i dit indre

                           der falder og falder

på asfalten

og snesporene der ikke findes

min hvide verden falder

i min mors indre

hvor jeg fødes

og kommer ud på den anden

side af livet

og døden er hvid

og falder

og det indre rejser sig

nede

under jordens tråde af

               lys

Silarsuara Qaamasoq

Nakkaalavoq

Kaavilukaarpoq ammut

                                                     taqamut nakkarnga

Samunga nakkakaavoq ammut

                                                   Oqimaak nusunneqarami

Pissaqarnerfittut tamanut illuni

                                               Ilinni qamani silarsuappit iluani

Nakkakaavoq

Unitsissinnaanngisattut nakkaavoq

                                                                                                   Asfaltimut tuppat

Tumitit ersigunnaarlutik

Silarsuara qaamasoq nakkaavara

Anaanama iluani

Inunngoqqikkuma

                                                                                                                                                                            Massuma inuunerup illuatungaani                            

                                                                            Taava toqu

qaqorluinnassaaq

nakkarluni

Illillu ilunni                                          

                                                           Samanngaanniit

Makissaaatit

         Nunap qaamasup qinngorneraniit

                             nikuissaatit

Aqqut

ivikkat saalliartornerisa akornanni

qaqqani aakkiartortuni naasut ipput qilaap Anersaavisa

inaanni

qaagit maanga nunamut taava pavunngarit Ataatama taqaasa avataannut

saarngit inuunerullu toqunerannut

siulitta piniagaannik nammatsisoq

niggip qarsorilanerani immami

ullorissallu nakkakaaneranni

qaaqqusineq

Imarsuup sikua

aatta tiggunnera

qaqqatta qillaalasutut aakkiartornerani

tassaavoq qimussima uniffia

aqqutima  aanngariartornera

piffissap nutaarsiassani killingusaa

silarsuup inissarititaa milliartortoq

Ingerlavunga

qimappakka

anaanama nuilarmiui

sialuup aliasuutaani

kalunnerit aakkiartortut

tunullugit.

Hi there,

this is somehow strange. I’m challenging myself into this… posting new poems in English. I don’t know if this is a one-time shot – however, recently I realized some of my writings came out in english, intentionally or not, so here are a few that I want to share. A few of my friends got them by email already, but I must say though that I do write in my mothertongue greenlandic (kalaallisut) and danish.