*dramatic drum roll followed by fanfare* It’s alive! After two weeks of wrestling with WordPress, acutely aware of my utter lack of website building competence, a new blog has risen from the ashes of Scribo, ergo sum. Welcome, each and everyone, to Poetic Life. I am shedding my old pseudonym Winterdragon and will henceforth…
Tag: Writing
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To blog or not to blog, that is the question
Been thinking about why I stay committed to blogging. Not all that committed, admittedly, seeing as I’ve averaged a measly one post per month for the past few years. The occasional poem, photo, lament or squee of glee for the past twelve years or so, and still I haven’t decided…
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2021
Time to sum up the year, I suppose. I’ll be ending it on a pitiful note: sick with Covid-19 and with my broken arm not yet healed. Thankfully, though, I am fully vaccinated and the symtoms so far are not worse than a bad cold. And I’m living in a…
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Wings on my Back – completed!
You know what? I was so psyched about the motorcycle driving licence (yes, I’ve been taking rides every excuse I can get) that I completely forgot to yell about the fact that I accomplished another big thing the very same week. Namely: I FINALLY FINISHED MY GODDAMNED NOVEL!!! Having worked…
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When life hands you lemons, write. And make cake.
I just realised that throughout the entire year, I haven’t written a single word about the current pandemic. (Not that I’ve blogged an awful lot to begin with, but still.) It’s not like it hasn’t affected me. I’m currently an essential worker, so it has meant a lot of overtime…
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Summing up a decade
The 2010’s have gone by, and I have been blogging (more or less regularly) throughout the entire time. In the same space of time, I’ve lived out my twenties. Ten years is a staggering amount of time, yet it has flown by faster than pigs with wings. I’ve grown and…
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There Will Be No Intermission
Dear Amanda. I don’t know if you’ll ever read this post, but here goes anyway: Thank you, Amanda Fucking Palmer. I had the great fortune of seeing your show yesterday in Copenhagen. There was indeed no intermission, and as far as my feelings are concerned, there won’t be one for…
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The lovely air
Go out, my friend, and breathe the lovely air Recall that you are free, awake! Awake Your senses to the world, let pleasure shake Your body as the wind blows through your hair Indulge in your desires, and be aware: To live in shame would be a huge mistake If…
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For the dark to have its way
Tonight is not a night for happy endings Tonight is for the dark to have its way Tonight I think I finally will end things I have to go before the sky turns grey I’ve walked this road before, I know its bendings I’ve had my highs, and now I…
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Om du bara visste
Jag hittade min gamla blogg härom dagen. Den finns fortfarande där ute på internätet om en vet var en skall leta. Tänk att det var över tio år sedan jag började blogga. Den som skriver påminner om mig på många sätt, ibland pinsamt mycket, men är också ganska mycket mer…