Mother I have a mother in a blue coat. She takes my hand, I am small I am afraid, she leads me. Her coat is sewn with stars. The snow is so high here when we walk in the Milky Way where no snow is cleared: She and I. Time Time comes on to the stage now. Stands a little at first and hesitates, looks closely at the doorplate in the house (a backdrop there on the stage) to make sure it is the right place, rings and I open: Then the Time is in. The stage curtain falls, it shines of moon and stardust trickles from the curtain, which is the universe´s glowing ground the curtain glides up again and there stands the eternal clown: holds a shrieking newborn baby on the stage while Time bows down for applause. Then the Time is out. Old Lady at the Airport She walks like a bird, flows forward with small jerks through the departure hall. Her name is Hanna, she has a body almost without weight. She is on her w...