In 2019, Spoon|Forks, 2nd Ed. an extended volume of Guttesen's selected poems from the years 2004-2019, was published. It is translated by Jane Appleton and Philip Roughton. The book is issued under the terms of Copyleft, and is intended strictly for promotional purposes. For further information, please consult the contact page.
Bring the potatos!
bring bring
bring da flip on em
bring em on, bring em out
bring it
bring it around town
bring it back
bring it off, bring it on
bring it, don't sing it
bring me the horizon
bring on the Bolivian March
bring on Everlasting Peace
Bring out the food
Bring out the cannons
bring out the greens
bring out your brother
bring the heat
bring the mosh
bring the noise
bring the yellow tape
bring to the table
bring your green hat
bring your children
bring your knives and forks
bring your sister
Spoon|Forks is a collection of selected poems by Kristian Guttesen from the years 2004-2018. It is translated by Jane Appleton and Philip Roughton. The book is issued under the terms of Copyleft, and is intended strictly for promotional purposes. For further information, please consult the contact page.
If there is one moment in time,
I could have chosen
to live my youth, it would be the
time of Nick Drake. My love
for you would glide towards
the world, like a cloud on a
red sky. I would be a boy
with a guitar and a burning
heart. You, a flower girl with
justice in your repertoire,&
wearing a headband. Our
love would be a meta-love.
Lady of the mountain and Other Poems is a collection of selected poems by Kristian Guttesen from the years 2004-2014. It is translated by Jane Appleton and Philip Roughton. The book is issued under the terms of Copyleft, and is intended strictly for promotional purposes. For further information, please consult the contact page.
Poems from Echo One is a collection of selected poems by Kristian Guttesen from the years 2007-2014. It is translated by Jane Appleton and Philip Roughton. The book is issued under the terms of Copyleft, and is intended strictly for promotional purposes. For further information, please consult the contact page.
In the land of the flightless birds lives the water girl.
There dwells a friend of mine who no longer draws
breath
In the land of the flightless birds rests the pondered
experience.
It takes me all that I have not to forget
to breathe. In the land of memories is eternal darkness.
The universe expands, the lived experience heralds
absolute zero.
The only thing that draws it together and binds us
with trusty bonds is love.
