
Så er den her. Så findes den. Så holder jeg den. Så er det jul.
Min digtsamling AT STÅ I DET NÆSTE- Digte om kærligheden til at forske dukkede op i posten, pakket godt ind, så ordene ikke tog skade!
Hvis du vil læse den, så check linket her!


Så er den her. Så findes den. Så holder jeg den. Så er det jul.
Min digtsamling AT STÅ I DET NÆSTE- Digte om kærligheden til at forske dukkede op i posten, pakket godt ind, så ordene ikke tog skade!
Hvis du vil læse den, så check linket her!


Digtet nedenfor kan du finde i artiklen Det eksperimenterende fællesskab lever: Børnemagt og nye teknologier, som jeg har skrevet og som Ane Bjerre Odgaard har malet sine fantastiske billeder til. Det er en formidlingsartikel om en pædagogik, hvor børn og voksne sammen leger og eksperimenterer og finder en aktuel brug af digitale teknologier og medier.
En vågen pædagogik
Sådan gjorde vi og sådan gør vi
Alle fortællinger kan forandres
De bliver til nye, dirrende spørgsmål
Hvad vil vi fortælle til verden
Og til os selv herinde på stuen?
Hvem vil vi sige noget til?
Sådan gjorde vi og sådan gør vi
Alle teknologier kan formes på stedet
Af os, børn og voksne sammen
Hvad må vi bare finde ud af
Her i dette liv, som er begyndt
Hvem vil vi spørge?
Sådan gjorde vi og sådan gør vi
Alt foregår mellem skærm og saks
Alle materialer er til rådighed
Hvad er det næste, vi tør gøre
Fyldt med nysgerrighed og leg?
Hvad skal vi lave om i dag?
Artiklen Det eksperimenterende fællesskab lever: Børnemagt og nye teknologier kan du finde her. Ane Bjerre Odgaard kan du følge her.


Digtet nedenfor er åbningsdigtet til digtsamlingen AT STÅ I DET NÆSTE - digte om kærligheden til at forske. En digtsamling om at stå i det næste. Det usikre, det foranderlige, det tilsyneladende umulige.
Digtet er læst op to gange på Aarhus Universitet. Den 8.11.25 på et symposium på DPU, Campus Aarhus, Aarhus Universitet og 2.12.25 ved et møde i Forskningprogrammet Fremtidsteknologi, Kultur og Læreprocesser også ved DPU.
Hjerteslag
Det akademiske er et åndedræt
Med en smag af gul himmel
Trukket helt ned i maven
Det akademiske er en handling
En flamme i en sort hverdag
En ændring i et menneskes liv
Det akademiske har god tid
Øjet slentrer igennem græsset
Fødderne skriver nye tanker
Det akademiske er en drøm
En uendelig samtale om frihed
En hvisken om et fællesskab
Det akademiske stopper aldrig
Alle kan rejse alle steder hen
Jordkloden er en legeplads
Tak til Ingvild Thestrup Waade for illustrationen!
Digtsamlingen kan købes på forlaget mellemgaards hjemmeside.


My son defended his PhD Thesis just a few days ago at Department of Culture, Cognition and Computation, Aarhus University. Above you see the front page of the Thesis and here below a poem I wrote and read to him. It is of course a personal text from a proud father, but also a text about being in transition as a new researcher. In that sense a snapshot of a situation, more people than he has been in. If you are curious about the front page, just write him and ask him. Enjoy the poem.
Doctor of Philosophy
On this troubled, blue, lonely planet
We need minds, that dare think far enough
You know, where the answers whisper
In the back of your head, insisting on being true
The world is still a colorful playground
But we need caring hands in every corner
That is where you come in, my young padawan
As the new breed of scientists, the newborn researcher
The brain isolated in a dark empty space
Needs art to move and poetry to make sense
Someone must show the connections
Between dots and dance, culture and change
It seems to be you, that has the task
Of running the machines and thoughts of the future
It seems to be you, with trembling hands
Who must start a lab of love, a new yellow submarine
You jump from city to city, talking in networks
Surfing our globe, your feet skating in the air
Next touchdown is ready, next challenge is close
Placed in the mountains, in your open mind, go for it
It happened a long time ago, that you raced past me
Telling your own stories of life and risk
But I am always close, not more than a word away
If you need a walk or a talk or a look at the sky
We salute you, warrior of the unknown
Enter your new title and forget about the brakes


This is a poem on how children and technology can be framed and understood in a pedagogical setting like a kindergarten, a pre-school or a afterschool club. The essence here is to give the children and the staff the possibility to become transformers. What that might be, you can read below.
it is in English, as I was writing it at the BIN-norden conference i Stockholm in May 25. The conference was about among other things about childrens culture in a pedagogical setting. Enjoy.
And just to mention it: The second line in the poem is actually part of the first line. This software just cant show such loooong lines of text – in one line.
The transformers
You can think children as narrators, explorers, searchers & decision makers
It is nothing new, it is part of everyday life in a kindergarten
Give them the possibility to experiment and find their own use
For digital media, technologies and narratives
Ask fundamental questions together with the children
Be a We, a group of human beings
What do we want to tell?
What do we want to know more about and be able to?
Who do we want to talk to and where?
And of course, who do we not want to talk to
And where do we not want to be
What do we want to use this technology for?
Because we can change any use together to another use
Our playground is an open laboratory
We are the ones who can transform anything through play
We are the ones who can leave any technology any time
We are the ones, who are the center of the world
It is what we do together that matters
We are the ones who travel online to meet the unknown
We are always body, community and play
We can mix robots, tablets, sand and space
Images can become shaped clay that can become new play
Play can become shaped clay that can become new images
Just use AI, a camera and a circular, playful proces
We are an experimenting community that never finishes
One must just start thinking and acting like that
If you want to know more about BIN Norden, you have got several options: BIN-Norden and BIN Norden – børnekultur i Norden


There I was on the 08.05.25 standing in front of all the participants at the BIN-Norden conference in Stockholm reading this poem celebrating us as educators, researchers and practitioners in the field of children´s culture. It is in English as the conference language were in English. The drawing is mine and has to do with being global as well as Nordic. You get the poem both as a reading and in writing. Enjoy!
Our Playground
We know a lot in this vibrating everlasting space
About being in deep processes with children
Playing together in a modest everyday present
We are the experts in looking at and joining in
At the very same time inside this phenomenon play
Working and walking through a playful pedagogy
Here we are suggesting ways to become humans
Using tools and materials to understand and live life
Doing experiments to be a gentle part of a wounded world
Maybe we are the ones, who know the most on culture
On art unfolded in processes, on digital technologies
As a vivid part of the analogue and the global
At least we dare to be in the unknown and still untold
Breaking boundaries and creating new expressions
Making ourselves and children capable of agency
This is a community of researchers and practitioners
Basing our results on action and ongoing reflection
We hold our ground in the playground and talk about it
Be aware, we have just started a long journey
It might be us, who can change the future of this planet
Being sensitive to ourselves, to all and our connections
A toast for the Nordic approach, a toast for children
A toast for Bin Norden, a conference to discuss and act
A toast for our capacity to play and play again
If you want to know more about BIN Norden, you have got several options: BIN-Norden and BIN Norden – børnekultur i Norden