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Ingvar Loco Nordin

74 years old from Sweden

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I had to go back an read carefully... Music? Yes, of course, Bob Dylan (though I think of him more like an oldtime bard...) - and Rumi, well, one of history's most brilliant poets, from the 13th century, but most of his writings could have been written today; magic!

Sir Somebody Or Other

Striking and obvious!! The collection of books are of course valuable, even if Sir S lived down to the manners of his days. I see that you sometimes come up with something at the very last, which surprises, turns things around, opens another angle. In that way, your writings are similar to the best examples of a totally different style of writing; haikus - which should steer things around in the last line. Refreshing!

Net curtains

...but you left your observations in a poem! I know that feeling; I do that too, now and then, when something must be said, but best be left to the arts!


Devastating; a hard punch that you can't protect yourself from

Could do better

Agreed!!! Couldn't be better stated!!! Thank you!

The Montana Moon


In a text like this you are bound to get lost right away, if you try to find your way through logic. The trick - or one of them - is to just let go, without expecting anything but:

1. Sounds. The sounds of the words.
2. Atmospheres. The atmospheres that rise in your mind when reading.
3. Feelings. The feelings you might receive from yourself when reading.
4. Recollections. Your own recollections that you serve up in the wake of this text.

The text is really simply a trigger. All texts are triggers, and the triggers are different for each person. When you write something, you write as many versions as there are readers, even though it may look like just one poem. Now, some poems - many - make out to have a purpose or a very much logical appearance - but they're triggers anyhow. So the more you try to make a decent interpretation of this text, you will just lose yourself in yourself - and that may be a good purpose anyway!

Longing for the kill

Indeed! It's very hard to turn the other cheek, or indeed the first!


This made my day! Got me on my feet, up and jumpinī!!!


A clever way of transmitting a feeling, a position - and the notion of time wasted, not being with the one.

D.V. Blues

Right on! I've expressed the same sentiments in a few texts, and I feel exactly the same. And you know, the immaculate conception was invented by some male chauvinist pig with a sex problem way back then - which Christians even nowadays take for a fact! Phew!

Running a Train

This is the first text of yours I read - and it is so good, promises a lot for more adventures into your poems! It's so sharp, witty, fun - and also with a syncopating symbolism that slaps you in the face with a laughter, ever so often!


Brought me instantly to tears, way up here in my old age! I recognise these feelings well, often wondering how ever I could have earned the grace of Anna's company - and had to finally realise that nothing one does can earn one such bliss. It is by grace one meets someone, like you met Linda, as I met Anna. And please give her my congratulations, from way up here in the north!

There Is No Consolation

Ah, like the black holes opening up to other universes? I think we make it too complicated. What we can see about how the cosmos works - the parts we CAN determine - is that the very simple makes up the very complicated. I can recommend a book (although that should never be done, since it's the best way to make sure the person never reads that book!) by David Deutsch called The Beginning of Infinity, where he scrutinizes the explanations usually given for all kinds of things.
Another book that really opened my mind to a possible origin of religion as such is The Origin of Consciousness in the Breakdown of Bicameral Mind by Julian Jaynes. Looking for the origin of consciousness and self awareness, Zoltan Torey does a fantastic job in The Crucible of Consciousness. However, when one realizes that our brains are just places in space, utilized by matter to try and understand itself, maybe one leaves all those hard liner convictions at the door... Louis Cozolino, at the outset of his book The Neuroscience of Human Relationships, quotes John Lilly: "The miracle is that the universe created a part of itself to study the rest of it, and that part, in studying itself, finds the rest of the universe in its own inner realities"

innit your day?

The appearance of common occurrences blooming out of the watchful eye and mind of the poet is dearly appreciated! Nothing is of uninterest! All things are wormholes into mysterious universes!

A February Day

Strong, simple poem!

Myself, I'm convinced we have to approach this and other atrocities as biological phenomena. We ARE nature, down to the last warhead. It's in us, we are it. How else could it be? There are no REASONS for so many wars. The Vietnam war, the Iraqi wars, the Russian war in the Ukraine. No reason. It's biology at work. Our reflective conscience is but a side-effect in all this biology. However, out steadfast opposition to atrocities is nature as well, never forget.

People often place themselves - in their involuntary thoughts - OUTSIDE of the world, or as living IN he world, when, in reality, WE ARE THE WORLD, Cosmos and all. ARE. WE. IT.


You really got me! (as The Kinks would'a said!) Love it!!!