Saturday 1 June 2024

Only Resting

 Nanne Nyander






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Only Resting by Nanne Nyander




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Everything is falling apart,

I’m falling apart.
What I once thought was me is falling apart, 

it doesn’t hold together anymore. 

Random pieces floating around in the universe. 

If I don’t pick them up and build a me, 

I’m nowhere to be found. 


-One Without a Second





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There is no solid ground,
nowhere to land.
A feeling is just a feeling, without any meaning, 

a sound is just a sound, no meaning.
I am nowhere to be found.
An emotion is just an emotion, no suffering, 

no story, nowhere to land.
Feelings, sound, smell, sight,
it’s all separate without any connecting threads. 

Still, it is all the same.
I’m not even lost,
me does not exist.
If I don’t create an I,
if I don’t create a self out of nothing,
I’m nowhere to be found,
there’s nowhere to land,
nothing to land on,
nothing that can land.
Nothing,
still,
here I am. 


-One Without a Second







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Wednesday 22 May 2024

Giveaway

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I will give away some copies of my new book
"One Without a Second".
If you would like to receive a copy, 
write me an e-mail
and tell me why you think the book might 
be a book for you.
Maybe your e-mail will be one of the ones 
that gets selected.  



Write to: nannenyander8@gmail.com

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Thursday 16 May 2024

One Without a Second

Nanne Nyander 


"One Without a Second"

 

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NEW book now available for purchase.

Go to shop:





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Shortly I will be announcing a 
"Giveaway"
I will be giving away a few copies of my new book.


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Poems from the book:

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Waiting for the magic to catch up with me, 
waiting for nothing.
Magic is already here, but I can’t see it. 
Hanging on to the self is blinding me, 
blinding me from seeing the magic that I am. 
But, what am I?
I can’t be a me,
I don’t even exist.
I, me, magic, it’s all the same,
an imaginary bubble in the sky. 

-from "One Without a Second"

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The one I thought I was is getting blurry. 
She is not as solid as she once was,
or was she ever solid?
I feel like a boat drifting in the dark,
with no light to guide me in the right direction. 
I have no idea where I am,
or where I’m headed.
I’m moving without moving, 
everything moves in slow motion.
I can vaguely make out a thought,
a memory,
a feeling,
but then they’re gone,
just touching me softly when passing by, 
and sometimes not so softly.
I’m here,
but where is here,
and what am I?

-from "One Without a Second"



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Monday 6 May 2024

New Book Coming Soon

Nanne Nyander 


New Book Coming Soon


Nanne Nyander



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I need to let go of the one I think I am. 

She’s a beautifully made-up story. 

But still, she’s just a story.


From "One Without a Second"



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Love hits me like a hurricane,
without any warning.
A sudden feeling of happiness trying to leave my body, 

leaving to be free,
to be free to move around as a bird in the sky. 

Love has been caged inside this body for so long,
it has forgotten how to sing.
What is a bird if it can’t sing?
Love is happy and free,
never to be caged again. 


From "One Without a Second"




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Saturday 27 April 2024

The Sound of a Bird

 Nanne Nyander




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Wisdom by Nanne Nyander


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Here I am, appearing as the sound of a bird. 

Here I am, as the wind,
moving through the grass.
Here I am.
Love is hiding inside me,
but what is me?
There is no inside and no outside.
Love takes control of this body,
makes it move through space and time. 

Love listens to the story of my past,
and me believes it’s true,
but no stories are the truth.
The truth is I,
I am is the truth.
Here I am.
Take away what is not true,
and left is only I.
No past, no future, just I.
Here I am, appearing as a tree, 

disappearing as me.
Here I am. 


Nanne Nyander


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I can hear a distant whisper,

a whisper beyond time.

It whispers not to the mind,

but to itself.

I listen and think I know what it’s saying, 

but I’m just in the way.

Listen, be silent, don’t think.

It speaks not to the mind,

but to the silence itself.

The silence that I am.


Nanne Nyander



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Friday 12 April 2024

Can you hear the Music?

 


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Angel of Music by Nanne Nyander



Listen, can you hear the music? 

The music's inside my body,

every particle is full of music. 

I can sense it vibrating throughout my entire being. 

Now it’s outside my body, can you hear it?

I’m music, I’m vibrating, 

The music of the universe,

is me. 


- Nanne Nyander



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Fleeting memories moving away from me, 

will they come back?

If they do come back, 

will they be the same, 

or have they changed without me noticing?


- Nanne Nyander












Thursday 14 March 2024

Slow down

 

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Empty world, empty words. 

Everyone is talking, but no one is listening. 

    - "Out of the Labyrinth"



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Slow down,

I can’t see what I’m thinking.
It’s probably something brilliant. 

It’s like a massive jigsaw puzzle.
All the pieces, thrown up in the air, 

some pieces upside down
and some pieces the right side up, 

showing me fragments of this brilliancy, 

but I can’t make out the whole picture. 

I can sense it’s something magnificent. 

I can feel it.
One day soon, I will put it all together,

 then,
then I will show you how brilliant I am. 


    - "Out of the Labyrinth"



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In an insane world,
 who is the winner?


The insane person,
 or the one who has left it all behind,


the one who has realised she is nothing?


In an insane world,
 what is the goal?


To become more insane 


or to realise you’re the one watching it all passing by?

 In an insane world,


are you the participator or the spectator?


Or are you both? 

   

 - "Out of the Labyrinth"



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