tree of life

standing
with open arms
tree of life
silent
in the universe
tree of life

being a teacher
you're naturally handing out gifts
but you've taken it further
than numbers and words

feeding the children
icons of summer
from your daylit
handknit

sweater
with red red apples
a blackbird's baritone
scent of yellow
feel of blue
a secret route through green

in the daytime
in your daylight sweater
you're feeding the children
colours and music
nutrients building
their imagining muscles

at night
with your day mind asleep
you're standing
in the cold starry sky

standing
with open arms
tree of life
silent
in the universe
tree of life



Vera Kelgart  (with tabular 'sleeper')  2010

To sprog

Det er snart et år siden, jeg begyndte at digte på engelsk, og jeg har slet ikke skrevet på dansk i 2010. På et eller andet tidspunkt vil jeg sikkert få brug for igen at skrive på mit modersmål. Der er steder på indersiden af et sprog, der er vanskeligt tilgængelige for udenforstående ... Men lige nu fylder det engelske meget. Jeg er begyndt at skrive en ny type årstidsdigte, der i højere grad end de gamle har identitet og livsopgave som indfaldsvinkel. Jeg ved endnu ikke, om jeg vil skrive noget tilsvarende på dansk, men jeg har for en ordens skyld samlet de nuværende danske årstidsdigte og angivet perioden for at markere, at de er lidt anderledes end de nye engelske.

pink tree coach

you've found
there's a pink pulsating cloud around you
like candyfloss
from your spirited
decisiveness

your mind is heart-shaped
but your heart is mind-shaped
that's how
your deep rose pink intellectualism
becomes a loving surround sound
soothing trees

you're walking through fallen leaves
upright
in the landscape of fall

your mind and heart goes out to trees
embracing
bare branches
tracing
tree memories of leaves
leaving
etheric tracks into spring

this is going to be your life's work
and you want to teach it also

your spirit cheers another step up



Vera Kelgart  (with Isis crystal 'Nefertiti')  2010