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Marcus Liljedahl
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Marcus Liljedahl was born in the town of Malmö, Sweden (1972). He has been working as an operasinger at The Gothenburg Opera since 1998. His poetry has appeared in: Modern Haiku, The Heron's Nest, Frogpond, Bones, Chrysanthemum, tinywords, Bottle Rockets, A Hundred Gourds, Moongarlic, Under The Basho, The Living Haiku Anthology, VerSuch, Otoliths, Frozen Butterfly, Haijin Italia, Ershik and Cattails. He is the instigator of The Haiku Vortex, a Facebook group for experimental, avant-garde haiku.
Marcus Liljedahl was born in the town of Malmö, Sweden (1972). He has been working as an operasinger at The Gothenburg Opera since 1998. His poetry has appeared in: Modern Haiku, The Heron's Nest, Frogpond, Bones, Chrysanthemum, tinywords, Bottle Rockets, A Hundred Gourds, Moongarlic, Under The Basho, The Living Haiku Anthology, VerSuch, Otoliths, Frozen Butterfly, Haijin Italia, Ershik and Cattails. He is the instigator of The Haiku Vortex, a Facebook group for experimental, avant-garde haiku.

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touching you the thin threads of a worn out dream

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drawing an audience the silent sails of a framed sea

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rethinking what I always knew the plough of dharma

(Bottle Rockets issue 33)

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no word for paradise the language of Kalashnikovs

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between borders the hunger of stitched mouths

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floating down the river of hands a fleet of baby coffins


(Bones Journal issue 5)

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pushing stones the tug of dreams and compulsion

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enter Kali a dark hull drifting among footnotes


(Sonic Boom issue 3)

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pushing stones the tug of dreams and compulsion

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enter Kali a dark hull drifting among footnotes


(Sonic Boom issue 3)

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the promised land still waiting for skulls to blossom

(Frozen Butterfly issue 1)

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lost paradise I sink through you as black rain


(Moongarlic issue 3)

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stained glass the grip of a stone reopens the scab

(Otoliths issue 37)

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applying your colors to myths inside the box

(Bones Journal issue 5)

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lost glasses crawling through the landscapes of Dali

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war zone an ancient god's disfigured face

(Frogpond 38:2)


around the corner my life takes a new turn of the screw

(Frogpond 37:3)
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