Poetry

Hannah Telluselle

Fall is here

A poem for the season: Fall is here, I dread winter with fear. I pull up my blanket, Counting the days, I bet. I look out the window,...

Hannah Telluselle

My first poem in Swedish

The first time I wrote a poem, was in spring 1993, after I had been randomly running into the same guy. Whether it was on the commuter...

Hannah Telluselle

A plant poem

If I was a plant, which one would I be? I would grow tall, so I could see. I would grow wide, filled with sun's light, from side to side,...

Hannah Telluselle

Covid-19: a poem

Thoughts of our current situation in society. I see them on TV, Is that for me? I see them on the street, masked like a fleet. Childhood...

Hannah Telluselle

To the tsunami survivors

Here is a poem that came to me through spirit today thanks to an old classmate from advertising school. Hope it can be of comfort. (I was...

Hannah Telluselle

Morning

My favorite poem by Karin Boye is called "Morning" and I thought I'd share it with you. It gives me a sense of hope that I appreciate and...

Hannah Telluselle

Connected

Dancing on Mother Earth. Bare feet on the ground. Moving like the wind. Looking towards the sky. Breathing in the ocean. Comforted by the...

Hannah Telluselle

An Ode to the United States

Because the flag is mine. Because I want to hold it up high, wrap myself in it, naked. Because the flag is mine. Because you should have...

Hannah Telluselle

Children of the land

If you had watched how the ocean changes its flow every day. If you had smiled at all the rainbows. If you had been caressed by the...