Poem
Monica Aasprong
THE SOLDIERS’ MARKET [excerpt]
fire a headfor a head
white
in the flesh an apple
heard
between fingers
the child rocked
between fingers
satmar sun ma
arche re
is it you there
walking from here
to there back
by water side
into the shirt
the earth
into the string
yes so
press yourself in
into fire and catch
carry stand straight
your will yes go
falter in doubt
a stone you saw
stone that stone
all is taken
paint it red
every bit
casted in head
hand an apple
scar a shield
shine light
rings
break a finger
in the writing hand
point it
press it
down in word
is it your
is it your
thigh
it bleads the thigh
don’t look
you need the
cart
just take it
bot water
just take it
wound
rafter
fingers
mouth salt
flour oil ox
vat vat milk fat
it’s all yours
salt is salt thigh
tide made of
air of ay
stroken
pressed
against the chest
over the brow
down in the glance
round and round
a shining eye
it shines look evr to
man woman
land memory
memory my bones
is it really
my children
prayer pray
them into tree
bare cart
err them into
chest grass
ork
you neios eios
ei in skin
in into lio
ill in lamb
make the prayer
dark
come
take the hand
take them
the words
are they mine
I think so
I think so
it’s the walker
in the hall
hear the echo the steps
beaut growing steph
it is chair table
ceiling floor guard
the rooms
paint the shadows
bigger pure
don’t laugh
blog
lay hand on
the childs head
circle it in
with hair breast
rock it rock
it falls apart
in heads two
three than slowly
melted to
hand claw
look disapp
act jo now
in warm sputtering
glass
to steps shoe
jackets trousers
all are walking
pillar back
what have you done
shadow ack
uck
back shadow
shadow egg
eggs egg
sleep
ick ick
shadow
laying lay
lay lay
bitte bite
yours
danke danke
clock
child u pie
steph in e u steph in e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
in do eck oubt
e urch
a cloth
choi i ier
mo o other
o oth seele
erde erde ele
une
see ste erne
a ar arche
ma ask ashes
ek em age
act am ag e
a psal mene
me psal une
choir sla
swe a a ar
act te ekel
thread to wor
aser slo we echt
wor eople
flay and part
salt and slaughter
steak eat reeks
slowly
snake o ox
lamb e act
cover lime
paint coat
rage storm
crust slide
mare mast
larm gust
kardel age
arch stalker
take the three
mask shift
comb shoe
smith melt
room chairs
thres frame
paint paint
blind soot
tele el
dessul dessul
where did it go
where did it go
dessul eply
u steph ers e
play ill in lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo of
oble child
hit and hit
lolo o bloo
o bloo
o lo
a back
search for stone
vat for water
dagger for lamb flesh
light for sun
for sun share since all
is in here
just take take
all which is seen
vloe it to fire
crownegged
yellow
did I
really stick
icing fingers
into the ears child
a lamb come
prayer
take the fingers
ice them into
frost wool
paint them stuck
in oil egg
whitend light
lime them
in cover
rafter
frame them
stuck
in tree pitch
wall
you big hall
hear the echoes
slowly
hold on
act yo selv now
shadow leg
slowly look
is it mine
© Translation: 2014, Monica Aasprong
DE SOLDATENMARKT [fragment]
ontsteek een hoofdvoor een hoofd
wit
in het vlees klonk
een appel
tussen vingers
wiegt het kind
tussen vingers
satmar zon ma
arke re
ben jij het daar
die van plaats naar
plaats loopt terug
langs water kant
het shirt in
de aarde
het snoer in
ga maar
druk jezelf naar binnen
het vuur in en vang
draag sta rechtop
een wil treed
talm in twijfel
een steen zag je
steen die steen
alles is weg
verf het rood
alles
in hoofd gegoten
hand een appel
litteken een schild
schijn licht
rinkelt
breek een vinger
van de schrijvende hand
slijp hem
rek hem op
in woorden
is het jouw
is het jouw
dijbeen
hij bloedt het dijbeen
niet kijken
heb je de kar
nodig
pak hem maar
zeewier water
pak het maar
wond
balk
vingers
mond zout
meel olie os
bus bus melk vet
het is allemaal van jou
zout is zout dijbeen
vloed van
lucht van its
gestreken
gedrukt
tegen de borst
over het voorhoofd
naar beneden in de blik
rond en rond
een schijnend oog
het schijnt zie evr naar
man vrouw
land herinnering
herinnering mijn botten
is dat zo
mijn kinderen
gebed bid
ze in drieën
naakt kar
err ze naar binnen
in borst gras
erk
jij neios eios
ei in huid
in intern in lio
ill in lam
maak het gebed
duister
kom
neem de hand
neem ze
de woorden
zijn ze van mij
ik denk het
ik denk het
het is de loper
in de zaal
hoor echo de stappen
moo groeit stief
het is stoel tafel
dak vloer wachter
de kamers
schilder de schaduwen
groter puur
lach niet
blog
leg hand op
het kinderhoofd
omring het
met haren borst
wieg het wieg
het valt uiteen
in hoofden twee
drie zo langzaam
omgesmolten
tot hand klauw
zie zwijden
act jeze nu
in warm spetterend
glas
tot stappen schoen
jack broek
iedereen loopt
zuil rijg
wat heb je gedaan
schim its
eits
rijg schim
schim ei
eieren ei
slaap
eitseits
schijn
leggen lig
lig lig
bitte bijt
dijn
danke danke
klok
kind u pie
stief in e u stief in e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
in twi zw ijfel
e erk
een doek
ko or
moe oeder
oe oeders seele
erde erde ele
ene
see ste erne
a ar ark
ma a asker
ek em elde
act am eld e
a psal mene
me psal ene
koor sla
slee eed a ar
act me tekel
tree te woor
aser langz aam echt
woor ensen
schillen delen
zouten slacht
steak eten stinkt
langzaam
slang o os
lam e act
wissen koud
zoekt naar
armen lam
dekken kalken
verven kleden
schalmen besmeuren
vermogen opbrengen
bemiddelen tolken
aanpakken schouder
achten gewoonte
razen stormen
sneeuwkorst lawine
merrie mast
lawaai vlaag
kardel elde
sterke stalker
schouder boom
masker pon
kam schoen
smid smelten
edele edel
kamer stoelen
drempel kozijn
mist tele
el
dessul dessul
waar is
waar is
dessul eplie
u stief ers e
speel ill in lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo of
obel kind
sloeg en sloeg
lolo o bloe
o bloe
o lo
en zoekt
rug voor stenen
vat voor water
dolk voor lam vlees
glans voor zon
voor zon delen want alles
is aanwezig
neem maar neem
alles wat je kunt zien
slecht het tot vuur
kroonei
goudvuur
stak ik
werkelijk
ijzende vingers
in de oren het kind
een lam kom
gebed
neem de vingers
ijs ze
in koude wol
verf ze vast
in olie ei
wittend lust
kalken ze
in dek
balk
kozijn ze
vast
in drie pek
wand
jij grote zaal
hoor de echo’s
langzaam
talm
act jeze nu
schaduwbeen
langzaam kijk
is het van mij
© Vertaling: 2014, Roald van Elswijk
ild et hode
for hode
hvitt
i kjøttet lød
et eple
mellom fingre
gynger barnet
mellom fingre
satmar sol ma
arke re
er det deg der
som går fra sted til
sted tilbake
langs vann li
inn i skjorten
jorden
inn i strengen
jo gå
treng deg inn
i ild og fang
bær stå rak
en vilje trå
bi i tvil
en stein du så
stein den stein
alt er tatt
mal det rødt
det hele
støpt i hode
hånd et eple
arr et skjold
skinn lyse
ringer
knekk en finger
i skriverens hånd
spiss den
blokk den
ned i ord
er det ditt
er det ditt
lår
det blør låret
ikke se
trenger du
kjerren
bare ta den
tare vann
bare ta det
sår
bjelke
fingre
munn salt
mel olje okse
kar kar melk fett
alt er ditt
salt er salt lår
flo skapt av
luft av igg
strykes
trykkes
inn mot bryst
over panne
ned i blikket
rundt og rundt
et lysende øye
det lyser se evr for
mann kvinne
land minne
minne mine bein
er det det
mine barn
bønn bønn
dem inn i tre
bar kjerre
err dem inn
i bryst gress
beid
du neios eios
ei i skinn
i inn i lio
ill i lam
gjør bønnen
mørk
kom
ta hånden
ta dem
ordene
er det mine
det tror jeg
det tror jeg
er gjengeren
i salen
hør eket stegene
vakk vokser ste
det er stol bord
tak gulv vokter
rommene
maler skyggene
større rene
ikke le
blogg
legg hånd på
barnehodet
ring det inn
med hår bryst
gyng det gyng
det går i del
i hoder to
tre så sakte
smeltes det om
til hånd klo
se svikkes
akk te dei nå
i varmt fresende
glass
til steg sko
jakker bukser
alle går
søyle rygg
hva har du gjort
skygge igg
ygg
rygg skygge
skygge egg
egger egg
søvn
ygg ygg
skygge
legge ligg
ligg ligg
bitte bitt
ditt
danke danke
klokke
barn u pie
ste i e u ste i e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
i tve ek il
e irk
et klede
ko or
mo or
o ors seele
erde erde ele
ene
see ste erne
a ar arke
ma a aske
ek el elke
akt am ad e
a sal mene
me sal ene
kor e sla
sle ed a ar
akt me tekel
trer e or
aser sakt e ekt
or olke
skolde dele
salte slaktet
steke ete oser
sakte
orm o okse
lam e akte
slette kald
leter etter
armer lam
dekke kalke
male kle
skalke sote
makte orke
mekle tolke
takle aksle
akte sed
rase storme
skare skred
mare mast
larm kast
kardel elde
sterke stalker
aksle treet
maske serk
kam sko
smed smelte
edle edel
rom stoler
terskel karm
skodde tele
el
dessul dessul
hvor ble det av
hvor ble det av
dessul eplik
u ste ers e
spill ill i lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo av
oblebarnet
slo og slo
lolo o blo
o blo
o lo
og leter
rygg etter stein
kar etter vann
dolk etter lam kjøtt
skinn etter sol
etter sol del for alt
er i bod
bare ta ta
alt som sees
slek det til ild
kronegget
gulild
stakk jeg
virkelig
isende finge
i ørene barnet
et lam kom
bønn
ta fingrene
is dem inn
i kulde ull
mal dem fast
i olje egg
hvittet lyst
kalke dem
inn dekke
bjelke
karm dem
fast
i tre bek
vegg
du store sal
hør ekene
langsomme
bi
akk te dei nå
skyggebeinet
sakte se
er det mitt
for hode
hvitt
i kjøttet lød
et eple
mellom fingre
gynger barnet
mellom fingre
satmar sol ma
arke re
er det deg der
som går fra sted til
sted tilbake
langs vann li
inn i skjorten
jorden
inn i strengen
jo gå
treng deg inn
i ild og fang
bær stå rak
en vilje trå
bi i tvil
en stein du så
stein den stein
alt er tatt
mal det rødt
det hele
støpt i hode
hånd et eple
arr et skjold
skinn lyse
ringer
knekk en finger
i skriverens hånd
spiss den
blokk den
ned i ord
er det ditt
er det ditt
lår
det blør låret
ikke se
trenger du
kjerren
bare ta den
tare vann
bare ta det
sår
bjelke
fingre
munn salt
mel olje okse
kar kar melk fett
alt er ditt
salt er salt lår
flo skapt av
luft av igg
strykes
trykkes
inn mot bryst
over panne
ned i blikket
rundt og rundt
et lysende øye
det lyser se evr for
mann kvinne
land minne
minne mine bein
er det det
mine barn
bønn bønn
dem inn i tre
bar kjerre
err dem inn
i bryst gress
beid
du neios eios
ei i skinn
i inn i lio
ill i lam
gjør bønnen
mørk
kom
ta hånden
ta dem
ordene
er det mine
det tror jeg
det tror jeg
er gjengeren
i salen
hør eket stegene
vakk vokser ste
det er stol bord
tak gulv vokter
rommene
maler skyggene
større rene
ikke le
blogg
legg hånd på
barnehodet
ring det inn
med hår bryst
gyng det gyng
det går i del
i hoder to
tre så sakte
smeltes det om
til hånd klo
se svikkes
akk te dei nå
i varmt fresende
glass
til steg sko
jakker bukser
alle går
søyle rygg
hva har du gjort
skygge igg
ygg
rygg skygge
skygge egg
egger egg
søvn
ygg ygg
skygge
legge ligg
ligg ligg
bitte bitt
ditt
danke danke
klokke
barn u pie
ste i e u ste i e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
i tve ek il
e irk
et klede
ko or
mo or
o ors seele
erde erde ele
ene
see ste erne
a ar arke
ma a aske
ek el elke
akt am ad e
a sal mene
me sal ene
kor e sla
sle ed a ar
akt me tekel
trer e or
aser sakt e ekt
or olke
skolde dele
salte slaktet
steke ete oser
sakte
orm o okse
lam e akte
slette kald
leter etter
armer lam
dekke kalke
male kle
skalke sote
makte orke
mekle tolke
takle aksle
akte sed
rase storme
skare skred
mare mast
larm kast
kardel elde
sterke stalker
aksle treet
maske serk
kam sko
smed smelte
edle edel
rom stoler
terskel karm
skodde tele
el
dessul dessul
hvor ble det av
hvor ble det av
dessul eplik
u ste ers e
spill ill i lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo av
oblebarnet
slo og slo
lolo o blo
o blo
o lo
og leter
rygg etter stein
kar etter vann
dolk etter lam kjøtt
skinn etter sol
etter sol del for alt
er i bod
bare ta ta
alt som sees
slek det til ild
kronegget
gulild
stakk jeg
virkelig
isende finge
i ørene barnet
et lam kom
bønn
ta fingrene
is dem inn
i kulde ull
mal dem fast
i olje egg
hvittet lyst
kalke dem
inn dekke
bjelke
karm dem
fast
i tre bek
vegg
du store sal
hør ekene
langsomme
bi
akk te dei nå
skyggebeinet
sakte se
er det mitt
© 2006, Monica Aasprong
From: Soldatmarkedet
Publisher: Cappelen Damm / Damm & Søn, Oslo
From: Soldatmarkedet
Publisher: Cappelen Damm / Damm & Søn, Oslo
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THE SOLDIERS’ MARKET [excerpt]
fire a headfor a head
white
in the flesh an apple
heard
between fingers
the child rocked
between fingers
satmar sun ma
arche re
is it you there
walking from here
to there back
by water side
into the shirt
the earth
into the string
yes so
press yourself in
into fire and catch
carry stand straight
your will yes go
falter in doubt
a stone you saw
stone that stone
all is taken
paint it red
every bit
casted in head
hand an apple
scar a shield
shine light
rings
break a finger
in the writing hand
point it
press it
down in word
is it your
is it your
thigh
it bleads the thigh
don’t look
you need the
cart
just take it
bot water
just take it
wound
rafter
fingers
mouth salt
flour oil ox
vat vat milk fat
it’s all yours
salt is salt thigh
tide made of
air of ay
stroken
pressed
against the chest
over the brow
down in the glance
round and round
a shining eye
it shines look evr to
man woman
land memory
memory my bones
is it really
my children
prayer pray
them into tree
bare cart
err them into
chest grass
ork
you neios eios
ei in skin
in into lio
ill in lamb
make the prayer
dark
come
take the hand
take them
the words
are they mine
I think so
I think so
it’s the walker
in the hall
hear the echo the steps
beaut growing steph
it is chair table
ceiling floor guard
the rooms
paint the shadows
bigger pure
don’t laugh
blog
lay hand on
the childs head
circle it in
with hair breast
rock it rock
it falls apart
in heads two
three than slowly
melted to
hand claw
look disapp
act jo now
in warm sputtering
glass
to steps shoe
jackets trousers
all are walking
pillar back
what have you done
shadow ack
uck
back shadow
shadow egg
eggs egg
sleep
ick ick
shadow
laying lay
lay lay
bitte bite
yours
danke danke
clock
child u pie
steph in e u steph in e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
in do eck oubt
e urch
a cloth
choi i ier
mo o other
o oth seele
erde erde ele
une
see ste erne
a ar arche
ma ask ashes
ek em age
act am ag e
a psal mene
me psal une
choir sla
swe a a ar
act te ekel
thread to wor
aser slo we echt
wor eople
flay and part
salt and slaughter
steak eat reeks
slowly
snake o ox
lamb e act
cover lime
paint coat
rage storm
crust slide
mare mast
larm gust
kardel age
arch stalker
take the three
mask shift
comb shoe
smith melt
room chairs
thres frame
paint paint
blind soot
tele el
dessul dessul
where did it go
where did it go
dessul eply
u steph ers e
play ill in lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo of
oble child
hit and hit
lolo o bloo
o bloo
o lo
a back
search for stone
vat for water
dagger for lamb flesh
light for sun
for sun share since all
is in here
just take take
all which is seen
vloe it to fire
crownegged
yellow
did I
really stick
icing fingers
into the ears child
a lamb come
prayer
take the fingers
ice them into
frost wool
paint them stuck
in oil egg
whitend light
lime them
in cover
rafter
frame them
stuck
in tree pitch
wall
you big hall
hear the echoes
slowly
hold on
act yo selv now
shadow leg
slowly look
is it mine
© 2014, Monica Aasprong
From: Soldatmarkedet
From: Soldatmarkedet
THE SOLDIERS’ MARKET [excerpt]
fire a headfor a head
white
in the flesh an apple
heard
between fingers
the child rocked
between fingers
satmar sun ma
arche re
is it you there
walking from here
to there back
by water side
into the shirt
the earth
into the string
yes so
press yourself in
into fire and catch
carry stand straight
your will yes go
falter in doubt
a stone you saw
stone that stone
all is taken
paint it red
every bit
casted in head
hand an apple
scar a shield
shine light
rings
break a finger
in the writing hand
point it
press it
down in word
is it your
is it your
thigh
it bleads the thigh
don’t look
you need the
cart
just take it
bot water
just take it
wound
rafter
fingers
mouth salt
flour oil ox
vat vat milk fat
it’s all yours
salt is salt thigh
tide made of
air of ay
stroken
pressed
against the chest
over the brow
down in the glance
round and round
a shining eye
it shines look evr to
man woman
land memory
memory my bones
is it really
my children
prayer pray
them into tree
bare cart
err them into
chest grass
ork
you neios eios
ei in skin
in into lio
ill in lamb
make the prayer
dark
come
take the hand
take them
the words
are they mine
I think so
I think so
it’s the walker
in the hall
hear the echo the steps
beaut growing steph
it is chair table
ceiling floor guard
the rooms
paint the shadows
bigger pure
don’t laugh
blog
lay hand on
the childs head
circle it in
with hair breast
rock it rock
it falls apart
in heads two
three than slowly
melted to
hand claw
look disapp
act jo now
in warm sputtering
glass
to steps shoe
jackets trousers
all are walking
pillar back
what have you done
shadow ack
uck
back shadow
shadow egg
eggs egg
sleep
ick ick
shadow
laying lay
lay lay
bitte bite
yours
danke danke
clock
child u pie
steph in e u steph in e ie
e lio ill
i o io i ill i illi
illi o iol
ioli
ill
in do eck oubt
e urch
a cloth
choi i ier
mo o other
o oth seele
erde erde ele
une
see ste erne
a ar arche
ma ask ashes
ek em age
act am ag e
a psal mene
me psal une
choir sla
swe a a ar
act te ekel
thread to wor
aser slo we echt
wor eople
flay and part
salt and slaughter
steak eat reeks
slowly
snake o ox
lamb e act
cover lime
paint coat
rage storm
crust slide
mare mast
larm gust
kardel age
arch stalker
take the three
mask shift
comb shoe
smith melt
room chairs
thres frame
paint paint
blind soot
tele el
dessul dessul
where did it go
where did it go
dessul eply
u steph ers e
play ill in lio
ill o lo
o lo
o lo o
lo of
oble child
hit and hit
lolo o bloo
o bloo
o lo
a back
search for stone
vat for water
dagger for lamb flesh
light for sun
for sun share since all
is in here
just take take
all which is seen
vloe it to fire
crownegged
yellow
did I
really stick
icing fingers
into the ears child
a lamb come
prayer
take the fingers
ice them into
frost wool
paint them stuck
in oil egg
whitend light
lime them
in cover
rafter
frame them
stuck
in tree pitch
wall
you big hall
hear the echoes
slowly
hold on
act yo selv now
shadow leg
slowly look
is it mine
© 2014, Monica Aasprong
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