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Get rythm (Joaquin Phoenix / Johnny Cash)
Hey get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
A little shoeshine boy he never gets lowdown
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
Well I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped his shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well I sat and listened to the sunshine boy
I thought I was gonna jump with joy
He slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took his shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you mighty little boy to be a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he'd say it again
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
It only cost a dime just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues
For the good times (Kris Kristofferson)
Don't look so sad. I know it's over
But life goes on and this world keeps on turning
Let's just be glad we had this time to spend together
There is no need to watch the bridges that we're burning
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
I'll get along; you'll find another,
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever,
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times
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STEIN MEHREN
Kortdikt
Du er så vakker
når du ikke vet
at jeg ser på deg
Og det vet du
Fra samlingen Hotel Memory fra 1996.
Jeg holder ditt hode
Jeg holder ditt hode
i mine hender, som du holder
mitt hjerte i din ømhet
slik allting holder og blir
holdt av noe annet enn seg selv
Slik havet løfter en sten
til sine strender, slik treet
holder høstens modne frukter, slik
kloden løftes gjennom kloders rom
Slik holdes vi begge av noe og løftes
dit gåte holder gåte i sin hånd
Short poem
You are so beautiful
when you don't know
that I'm looking at you
And you know it
From the Collection Hotel Memory (1996)
I hold your head
I hold your head
in my hands, like you hold
my heart in your tenderness
like everything holds and is held
by something else than itself
Like the ocean lifts a stone
to it's beaches, like the tree
holds the autumn fruits, like
the globe is lifted through the space of globes
Like we are held by something and are lifted
your riddle holds riddle in it's hand
Stein Mehren (born 16. mai 1935 in Oslo, died 28. juli 2017 in Oslo) was a Norwegian author and painter. Mehren was son of doctor and dentist Haakon Mehren (1910–38) and Solveig Marie Klaveness Bjerke (1908–55), and later got Einar
Friis Jarøy as adoptive father. He sttudied science in Oslo and München, English language and literature at the University
of Cambridge, and then philosophy and history of religion in Oslo.
Author
As author he mainly wrote poetry, but also novels, essays and plays. He debuted with the collection of poems called Gjennom stillheten en natt i 1960.
His debut as a playwright came with the play Narren og hans hertug, which had a premiere at Nationaltheatret (Oslo) with brilliant criticism. The director was Per Bronken, and the play had original music composed by Finn Ludt, with dance coregraphed by Edith Roger Edith Roger. Mehren had based the play on the late medieval power play and intrigue, and
categorically rejected that the play was construed as a commentary on the contemporary. In the play the fool was the rebel
against the rulers, in particular the nobility, the church and the court.
A major theme of Mehren's writing is the relationship between nature and consciousness. In the early stages, one notices the despair of the insurmountable distinction between human consciousness and the rest of nature.Starting with the collection Aurora Det Niende Mørke (1969) it looks as though it may look like he is finding a solution by highlighting the poem and the myth as the place where nature can come to consciousness about itself: «Songs that can bring nature out of the darkness / complaints, longings, give them beauty, voice, form / The song - which also brings man back to nature.»
From the 1980s a darker tone comes into the poems. Sickness and death come in as a motive, and past motives such as childhood and love are touched by grief and crisis. Now it is often the love that is over that is portrayed.
In his essayism and also in the two novels The Indistinct and the Titans, he unfolded a culture-critical activity, where he was just as happy to attack the politicization of art in the 1970s as the social democracy's planning and custodial community.
One of his most famous poems is the love poem "I Hold Your Head" from the collection Towards a World of Light (1963).
Visual artist
He debuted as a visual artist in 1993 with paintings exhibited at Galleri Haaken in Oslo, and also published several books in which poems and pictures were put together, for example, Love Poems (1997)
Awards and honors
1963 Mads Wiel Nygaards legacy
Critics'a ward for Mot en verden av lys
1966 Norwegian Cultural Council Book Award
Lyric price from Dagbladets
1967 Nominert til Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Tids Alder
1969 Book award from Kulturrådet
1971 The Dobloug Award
Nominated to Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Aurora det niende mørke
1973 The Aschehoug Award
1975 Literature Prize from Riksmålsforbundet
1978 Fritt Ord Award
1978 Nominated to Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Det trettende stjerneblidet
1981 Gyldendal's legacy
1984 Nominert til Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Timenes time
1987 Award from Det Norske Akademi
Nominated to Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Den usynlige regnbuen
1993 Anders Jahre's culture-award
Nominert til Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Nattsol
2004 Gyldendal Award
2005 Nominated to Nordisk råds litteraturpris for Imperiet lukker seg
Books
1960 Gjennom stillheten en natt, poems
1961 Hildring i speil, poems
1962 Alene med en himmel, poems
1963 Mot en verden av lys, poems
1965 Gobelin Europa, poems
1966 Tids Alder, poems
Samtidsmuseet og andre tekster, essay
1967 Vind Runer, poems
1968 Narren og Hans hertug, eller Stykket om fløytespilleren
Hans van Nicklashausen og hans møte med stratenplyndrerne, play
1969 Aurora det niende mørke, poems and prose texts
1970 Maskinen og menneskekroppen – en pastorale, essay
1971 Kongespillet – avviklingen av en myte, poems and prose texts
1972 De utydelige. En europeisk roman, novel
1973 Den store frigjøringen eller hva som hendte meg på siste sommer-
seminarium en dag jeg forsøkte å krype ut av sangkassen min,
short novel
Dikt for enhver som våger, poem
1974 Kunstens vilkår og den nye puritanismen, essays
1975 De utydelige : en europeisk roman – 2. omarbeidede utg, novel
Menneske bære ditt bilde frem, poems
En rytter til fots. Åpent brev til kulturister av alle slag, essays
Titanene : en europeisk roman, novel
1976 Den store søndagsfrokosten, play
Det opprinnelige landskapet, poems in selection
1977 Myten og den irrasjonelle fornuft, essays
Det trettende stjernebilde, poems
1979 Vintersolhverv, poems
1980 50 60 70 80, essays
1981 Den usynlige regnbuen, poems
1982 Galakse, texts with illustrations by Kai Fjell
Poems in collection, 1960-1967
1983 Timenes time, poems
1984 Her har du mitt liv, essay
1986 Corona. Formørkelsen og dens lys, poems in collection
1987 Vår tids bilde som entropi og visjon. 5 postmodern essays, essays
1989 Det andre lyset, poems Fortapt i verden. Singing poems
1990 Skjul og forvandling, poems
1991 Arne Nordheim. Og alt skal synge, festskrift
1992 Nattsol, poems
Det forseglede budskap. Et essay om jeg-dannelse
i lys av postmodernisme, mystikk og kjønnsroller, essay.
1993 Dikt i bilder, poems and pictures
1994 Evighet, vårt flyktigste stoff, poems
1999 Utvalgte dikt, poems
1999 Nattmaskin, poems
Kjærlighetsdikt, poems and pictures
Hotel Memory, poems
2000 Ark, poems
2001 Ord by Stein Mehren
2002 Den siste ildlender, poems
2004 Imperiet lukker seg, poems
poems in collection, 1973-1979
2005 Nye bilder, tidlige dikt, poems and pictures
2006 Anrop fra en mørk stjerne, poems
2007 I stillhetens hus, dikt 2008 Ordre, poems
VIDEOER
Jeg holder ditt hode
Jeg holder ditt hode
i mine hender, som du holder
mitt hjerte i din ømhet
slik allting holder og blir
holdt av noe annet enn seg selv
Slik havet løfter en sten
til sine strender, slik treet
holder høstens modne frukter, slik
kloden løftes gjennom kloders rom
Slik holdes vi begge av noe og løftes
dit gåte holder gåte i sin hånd
Foreldres kjærlighet (Stein Mehren)
Barns kjærlighet til sine foreldre
er den sterkeste, den mest kompromissløse
kjærligheten på jorden.
Men den er kortvarig. Og den dør
langsomt ut etter hvert som barna vokser til.
Ja, ja, ja, ja. Den bare gjør det, den dør…
Men foreldrenes kjærlighet er
en kjærlighet som aldri slukner ut, den
bare vokser og vokser, selv når foreldre dør
fortsetter den å brenne, inni barna, en lav
umerkelig flamme som aldri slukner.
Og selv når barna dør
fortsetter den å spre seg gjennom nye slekter
som en sol som brer seg ut til de
ytterste stjerner.
En stor kjærlighet dør aldri (Stein Mehren)
En stor kjærlighet dør aldri, selv om de elskende
skilles. Kjærtegn som ble mottatt, springer ut
selv etter at de er glemt og deres frø er talløse
Det er frukt og løv og korn i dine kjærtegns spor
som i et landskap om høsten, dager som fylles
av glansen fra mørke flammende netter …
Bestandig
er kjærligheten, mer omfattende enn de elskende
og blikkets salige lys kan ha vært lenge underveis
før det tente mitt, vi kan ha vandret hvileløst
gjennom slekter før vi møttes og gjenkjente hverandre
Nu vandrer din lengsel tidløst i meg, ditt ansikt
vil alltid kunne finne nye hemmelige veier i mitt
Alltid vil jeg være underveis i dine trekk, hemmelig oppspore stormer og stjerner, røre strenger ingen har rørt ved og se en demring selv i alders drag
Lyset i et ansikt som elsker, brer seg evindelig
ut over jorden; For lyset i et ansikt som elsker
tar aldri slutt, det er underveis, alltid underveis
i nye mennesker, i nye elskende, tidløst i all tid
Fra «Det trettende stjernebildet« Aschehoug, (1977)