Author Archives: Ute Kaboolian

Halloween Night

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

HALLOWEEN NIGHT It is Halloween night. As goblins and hags We go trick or treating To fill our bags. The night is chilly But we don’t care. We scare each other. Tonight all is fair. And when it is over … Continue reading →

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Halloween Night

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

FATHER Father, where are you? Long buried your strong body and blue eyes, your fierce look and jarring ways, But not your kind words, your smile and warm hug Ever present in my love. Yet my children still see my … Continue reading →

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Writer’s Block

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

WRITER’S BLOCK The typewriter frantically clacks, Turns out tickertape fit for confetti, Then jars to a halt. My cranium crammed full of nothings – The last bird flew South – Abandoned, an empty shell. My heart freezes over: A lake … Continue reading →

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Colors

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

COLORS Autumn in upstate New York: Nature’s flamboyant last flair of a dying flame! I’m sitting up front next to the driver Soaking up leafgreens Ochre-yellows, bright oranges and reds More varied in hue than printer’s colors. Welcome assault on … Continue reading →

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Lost Key

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

LOST KEY How strange that I don’t see Into the inner self, Into the inner me. I’d find the wealth of ages, Knowledge of the sages, The world, the universe and more: I’d find myself. I’ve lost the key to … Continue reading →

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What’s in a Word?

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

WHAT’S IN A WORD? A whole wide world of sound sensations. Picures speak in sounds of nations. I never listened to the words When I heard songs sung as a child, And yet I could predict a rhyme. Now ‘child’ … Continue reading →

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My Nanny

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

MY NANNY I don’t know why I can’t get by Without reflecting on the world And why I’m here. It’s just uncanny. I don’t know one, I don’t know any Who might know all. Sometimes I wish that I was … Continue reading →

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Odin’s Traum (Odin’s Dream)

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

ODIN’S TRAUM Odin, wer bist Du? Spiegelst Du Dich in meinem Antlitz ewiglich? Lebensbaum, waechst Du aus Odins Traum? Traum, Du Schoepfer der Wirklichkeit, Sag, wohin geht es in Ewigkeit? Ist der kurzeste Weg nicht auch sehr weit?

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Das Gedankenkind

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

DAS GEDANKENKIND Horch, wie der Wind die Hoeh’ erreicht, Durch die tiefsten Schluchten streicht, Wie er atmet aus und ein in Menschen, Blaettern, im Gestein. Die Geistgestalt ist wie ein Kind, mal hier, mal da, immer geschwind. Gedankenkind, kein Weg … Continue reading →

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Dreamland

Posted on September 7, 2014 by Ute Kaboolian

DREAMLAND Alone with my thoughts and ready to sleep I welcome you, darkness, velvet and deep. There are sights to behold so vivid and clear. Hand me paper and pencil. I’ll draw them but fear When I open my eyes … Continue reading →

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