PoesienTumblr (3.0; @poesien-org)http://poesien.org/<img src="http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzsvaeLmTV1qbjkdio1_500.gif"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://copyfornothing.tumblr.com/post/18071192942/slash-lovering-seattle-washington-1992">copyfornothing</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p>Slash Lovering, Seattle Washington (1992)</p> </blockquote>http://poesien.org/post/93295263845http://poesien.org/post/93295263845Wed, 30 Jul 2014 11:07:53 +0200<p>– Tåler denne bærbare datamaskina sæd?</p> <p>– Unnskyld?</p> <p>– Sæd. Tåler ho sæd?</p> <p>– Nei, det trur eg ikkje.</p> <p>– Har de ei anna? Ei som tåler sæd?</p> <p>– Ja, dei står rett her, bak dette forhenget. Kom.</p>http://poesien.org/post/89765061400http://poesien.org/post/89765061400Tue, 24 Jun 2014 17:48:24 +0200<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/e867777af25a032ec0da1553aec6f716/tumblr_n7flgfoywM1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Lina Ekdahl</p>http://poesien.org/post/89286208075http://poesien.org/post/89286208075Thu, 19 Jun 2014 21:43:27 +0200<p>Ein person jobbar med å skriva ein tekst. Personen sit inne i eit lukka rom og arbeider kontinuerleg. Det går mange år. Teksten blir heile tida ein annan tekst. Personen blir ein annan. Personen må heile tida forandra på teksten. Teksten forandrar heile tida på det personen tenker. Teksten er det einaste personen les. Personen forandrar seg heile tida og ser teksten med nye auge. Teksten må forandrast slik at han blir interessant å lesa for personen. Personen må forandra seg for å bli interessant nok til å skriva teksten. Personen kjenner teksten som ein eigenskap ved seg sjølv. Teksten kjenner at han har personen no. Teksten kjenner at han har personen inni seg.</p>http://poesien.org/post/86985720315http://poesien.org/post/86985720315Tue, 27 May 2014 10:43:50 +0200“<p>I lie here in a strange girl’s apartment.<br/> She has poison oak, a bad sunburn<br/> and is unhappy.<br/> She moves about the place<br/> like distant gestures of solemn glass.</p> <p>She opens and closes things.<br/> She turns the water on,<br/> and she turns the water off.</p> <p>All the sounds she makes are faraway.<br/> They could be in a different city.<br/> It is dusk and people are staring<br/> out the windows of that city.<br/> Their eyes are filled with the sounds<br/> of what she is doing.</p>”<br/><br/> - <em>Richard Brautigan<strong>:</strong> ”I Lie Here in a Strange Girl’s Apartment” (via <a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://nineteencigarettes.tumblr.com/">nineteencigarettes</a>)</em>http://poesien.org/post/84148720745http://poesien.org/post/84148720745Mon, 28 Apr 2014 21:40:00 +0200<p>WOMAN<br/>There really aren&#8217;t many audiobooks on cassettes left. Lake of the Dead. Murder on the Orient Express … Agatha Christie. Have you read anything by her?<br/><br/>OTHER WOMAN<br/>No, I haven&#8217;t. I haven&#8217;t read any of those. You see … I&#8217;m going on holiday. I only like to listen at night and when I&#8217;m travelling. I&#8217;m going down south … if you have anything that goes with that.</p>http://poesien.org/post/81888859557http://poesien.org/post/81888859557Sun, 06 Apr 2014 17:30:06 +0200<p>print ut dette diktet</p> <p>sjølv om du ikkje absolutt må</p> <p>papir er materie</p> <p>det kostar energi å lese</p> <p>det kostar energi å løfte papiret</p> <p>elektronikk er meining</p>http://poesien.org/post/81866126164http://poesien.org/post/81866126164Sun, 06 Apr 2014 11:07:00 +0200<p>Klimariske<br/>Markisklie<br/>Klamirikse<br/>Laksekrimi<br/>Miriklaske<br/>Limerikkas<br/>Klirimaske<br/>Kakserimli<br/>Karsemikil<br/>Limakrikse<br/>Milekraski<br/>Klaskemiri<br/>Smikkelira<br/>Mikselirka<br/>Slikkerima<br/>Rikslemari<br/>Krimselika<br/>Kramsilike</p>http://poesien.org/post/80297422056http://poesien.org/post/80297422056Fri, 21 Mar 2014 23:16:00 +0100<blockquote class="twitter-tweet"> <p>“Kulturuke<br/>Kulturuke <br/>Kulturuke <br/>Kulturuke <br/>Kulturuke <br/>Kulturuke HELVETES AUTOCORRECT” – Jan Erik Vold.</p> <div>— Asbjørn O. Steinskog (@Assios)</div> <a href="https://twitter.com/Assios/statuses/415590978335281152">24. desember 2013</a></blockquote> <script charset="utf-8" src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js" type="text/javascript"></script>http://poesien.org/post/80111586104http://poesien.org/post/80111586104Thu, 20 Mar 2014 00:31:25 +0100<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/a2d52c4029fc19db1b77fcf00e8fd63f/tumblr_mmz0c5psmN1qidj37o1_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://41.media.tumblr.com/f952c3e0daeaab0452b0ca2773aacaa4/tumblr_mmz0c5psmN1qidj37o2_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://postfach4314.tumblr.com/post/51001449574/lola-guerras-delights-in-my-garden">postfach4314</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://lolaguerrera.com/">Lola Guerra</a>’s <a href="http://lolaguerrera.com/index.php?/project/cotidianidades/">“Delights in my Garden”</a></p> </blockquote>http://poesien.org/post/79379933388http://poesien.org/post/79379933388Wed, 12 Mar 2014 20:06:13 +0100<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/90a4d77586533c9716a37901b310d476/tumblr_n26fwn12gs1spmt18o3_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><img src="http://41.media.tumblr.com/cecd1f95dfaa56276abedf6951af331c/tumblr_n26fwn12gs1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/> <br/><p>«Det nemme og det ensomme»</p>http://poesien.org/post/79107714380http://poesien.org/post/79107714380Mon, 10 Mar 2014 00:31:05 +0100<a href="http://extension765.com/sdr/15-psychos">Psychos</a>: <p>Hitchcock + Van Sandt + Soderbergh.</p>http://poesien.org/post/78995834699http://poesien.org/post/78995834699Sun, 09 Mar 2014 00:31:18 +0100<img src="http://36.media.tumblr.com/b13232c2d29ff6c8c236fb0ee972d38a/tumblr_myn3aruCQC1qav3uso1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ratak-monodosico.tumblr.com/post/78949885329">ratak-monodosico</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><strong>Emotional Body Atlas</strong></p> <p>A new study has attempted to create a physiological map highlighting areas of the body where there is activity during various emotional states - via <a href="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/d-brief/2013/12/30/body-atlas-reveals-where-we-feel-happiness-and-shame/" title="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/d-brief/2013/12/30/body-atlas-reveals-where-we-feel-happiness-and-shame/">Discovery Magazine</a>:</p> <p>More than 700 participants in Finland, Sweden and Taiwan participated in experiments aimed at mapping their bodily sensations in connection with specific emotions. Participants viewed emotion-laden words, videos, facial expressions and stories. They then self-reported areas of their bodies that felt different than before they’d viewed the material. By coloring in two computer-generated silhouettes — one to note areas of increased bodily sensation and the second to mark areas of decreased sensation — participants were able to provide researchers with a broad base of data showing both positive and negative bodily responses to different emotions.</p> <p>Researchers found statistically discrete areas for each emotion tested, such as happiness, contempt and love, that were consistent regardless of respondents’ nationality. Afterward, researchers applied controls to reduce the risk that participants may have been biased by sensation-specific phrases common to many languages (such as the English “cold feet” as a metaphor for fear, reluctance or hesitation). </p> <p><a href="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/d-brief/2013/12/30/body-atlas-reveals-where-we-feel-happiness-and-shame/" title="http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/d-brief/2013/12/30/body-atlas-reveals-where-we-feel-happiness-and-shame/">More Here</a></p> </blockquote>http://poesien.org/post/78950549821http://poesien.org/post/78950549821Sat, 08 Mar 2014 16:00:28 +0100<img src="http://41.media.tumblr.com/5a45d6e654e2d061192a5b7132ea2894/tumblr_n23kb39Bgt1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Helena Eriksson</p>http://poesien.org/post/78908502656http://poesien.org/post/78908502656Sat, 08 Mar 2014 03:59:27 +0100<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/b9f00e2d9e18509a24c24663785b4c10/tumblr_n1rzltNOzR1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Sara Li Stensrud</p>http://poesien.org/post/78243991615http://poesien.org/post/78243991615Sat, 01 Mar 2014 21:58:41 +0100<img src="http://41.media.tumblr.com/31bb19624e2ebe0ceb745e25372b382c/tumblr_n1g1ohGZT91spmt18o1_400.png"/><br/><br/><p>Olav H. Hauge</p>http://poesien.org/post/77574597274http://poesien.org/post/77574597274Sun, 23 Feb 2014 11:12:17 +0100<img src="http://41.media.tumblr.com/eb25c8581cceccecb272275ea8765dca/tumblr_n0wmkyQUI31spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Marie Takvam</p>http://poesien.org/post/76463778055http://poesien.org/post/76463778055Wed, 12 Feb 2014 23:31:46 +0100<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/a6f4f919578237e28c670f31e10b821c/tumblr_n0brw5z2zC1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Linn Hansén</p>http://poesien.org/post/75303210525http://poesien.org/post/75303210525Sun, 02 Feb 2014 00:31:06 +0100<p>ho kjem på toget <br/>ho har svulstar på kinnet <br/>ho set seg, kinn mot vindauge<br/>ho har eit vakkert kinn <br/>dei andre passasjerene i toget <br/>toget som kjører <br/>kinnet <br/>kinnet</p>http://poesien.org/post/75293862373http://poesien.org/post/75293862373Sat, 01 Feb 2014 22:54:00 +0100<img src="http://40.media.tumblr.com/7092a03b190f204d483c2cf65345f57a/tumblr_n00u89hHvo1spmt18o1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Ulf Karl Olov Nilsson </p>http://poesien.org/post/74628946509http://poesien.org/post/74628946509Sun, 26 Jan 2014 19:33:45 +0100