Thomas Bundgaard JensenA CHILDREN’S STORYOnce upon a time there was a man who always wore a big smile on his face. His head was as big as the sun — and exactly as warming and…Jan 18, 2016Jan 18, 2016
Thomas Bundgaard JensenNo. 1Take a wheel barrow filled with earth. Roll it into the room and tip the earth onto the floor. Bow and exit.Oct 1, 2015Oct 1, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenIt’s moments like theseIt’s moments like these that I preserve in spirit, keep for many months so that the pheromones spread in the clear liquid. I harvest the…Sep 26, 20151Sep 26, 20151
Thomas Bundgaard JensenA story about glovesA pair of washing up gloves felt insecure about showing themselves outside the kitchen. They were afraid what people would be saying about…Sep 18, 2015Sep 18, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenUntitledHow tired I am of daily plucking the petals off my daily flower but suddenly in the distant I dimly see you like a tea light candle in a…Sep 13, 2015Sep 13, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenGreuceanuMy house is surrounded by cats - every hour you can hear their spitting. They have locked me up, however, I have put a wine glass on the…Sep 4, 2015Sep 4, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenThe Tulip and the ShrineShe looks out of the window. Soon it will be spring, April. Maybe at that time he will begin to thaw? Cold it is, they don’t have a…Aug 28, 2015Aug 28, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenThe Lily and the MowerThe lily watched the mower cutting the grass. This filled him with an almost uncontrollable indignation. He felt the tension shining…Aug 21, 2015Aug 21, 2015
Thomas Bundgaard JensenThe SunsetA young man sat on a bench gazing at the sunset. He looked sad. Otherwise he was handsome — with broad shoulders and beautiful eyes that…Aug 14, 2015Aug 14, 2015
